Poem Title: Amen!
I would give anything to die in you, in your belly, innocently. My voice of dissent should hold the wings atop the kisses.
The wards in between fall on choked Eustachian. A global grief encircles the fallen gods, prophets
of sins.
My other self silently awakens me, this very night as I swallow my pride and walk through the corridors of childhood to learn again the alphabet of death.
The shadows are lengthening.
One by one the friends have departed.
The hour of loneliness was stretching.
So it be!
~Submitted by Satish Verma.
The wards in between fall on choked Eustachian. A global grief encircles the fallen gods, prophets
of sins.
My other self silently awakens me, this very night as I swallow my pride and walk through the corridors of childhood to learn again the alphabet of death.
The shadows are lengthening.
One by one the friends have departed.
The hour of loneliness was stretching.
So it be!
~Submitted by Satish Verma.
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