Satish Verma

A butterfly 
in a bell jar. 
All I know, we understand 
each other. 

There was no sun 
at midnight. 
Only a blue black 
dilemma of― 

the sky, to burn 
like human combustion. 
I am ready to start 
a journey with sunbeams.

allets's picture


Always intriguing. And thought provoking - xoxox - slc



Morningglory's picture


Sunbeams sound nice... and warm. Your writings are always so intriguing. 

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