STILLBIRTH

satishverma

Between want and desire 
few crumbs of words 
will not satisfy. 

Facts and perception 
build a latticed smile 
between tears. 

Discreetly life catches 
a miasm, a fault 
to commit suicide. 

When will the exile end, 
of hope, a holy womb? 
The stink was rising. 

Amnesty for amniotic fluid, 
fetus was dead 
Godmother was crying.

Satish Verma

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 7th, 2013 22:30
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  • baj-a

    this poem left me with chills it was so real and so haunting in it's images.



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