like walking in a tulip garden
i undo the aquablue,
how many steps you were away,
entwined like mangrove:
our roots were standing upright
to breath in moist silhouette
of equatorial sun, blooming
in anguish of separation: come
one day to leave me forever,
a train in desert going nowhere
on ancient wheels of time;
and i will aim for a perforated flight
one day to be reborn and the shadowed
ride under the truth will open
the husky lips of pain
Satish Verma
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