PUZZLES

satishverma

hopscotch, retrieve a pebble 
from the lake, 

sitting under a tall tree 
i will wait 
for leaves to fall 
on water; 

i will see through my seeds 
a relief of roses, 

overnight 
in the soccer field 
tiny mushrooms 
popped up, wearing white caps 
to see the game – 

turning the pages of a book 
opens a museum, 
i come on you 
not accusative 


Satish Verma

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 26th, 2011 00:19
  • Category: Unclassified
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