BELONGING

satishverma

Let me navigate the resentment 
in non-verbal manner, I go in myself, 
dislocating the whole experience 
of goodness for vulnerability 

I was stung a hundred times 
into playing a role not of mine 
deceiving the life, 
which was on the other side of self. 

This encounter with hypocrisy in meditation 
was very gratifying. 
I begin trying a repetitive motion 
of my hand to ward off evil, 
and find a parallel home for a second thought. 

At night I travel to galaxy of waste, 
the perfect paradox of failure 
where time clones a beautiful mistake 
which will hop from man to man.

Satish Verma

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  • Published: July 6th, 2013 22:54
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