Cause And Reality

satishverma

In the moment of reckoning 
or nemesis, I call you 
from the clouds. 

It was a poetic 
whisper, no rectification. Only 
different versions of truth. 

The maverick will not 
take it as a personal slight, 
if you are preparing a premature 
exit. 

Can we undo the damage 
and become friends? 
Unuttered, but still vocal. 

Who was talking 
of eternity? Your love 
was Being. Nothing else matters. 

Metaphysically you become 
abstract. I will draw 
the unseen other for me.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 14th, 2019 19:55
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 24
  • User favorite of this poem: Laura🌻.
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Comments1

  • Laura🌻

    Satishverma,

    An Excellent write and a great question you have posed...

    “Can we undo the damage
    and become friends?
    Unuttered, but still vocal.”

    ~Laura~



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