Blue Dragons

Satish Verma

When you would not be there 
where I was, my fingers will twist 
like questionmarks 
not getting any answer. 

Baby talks were increasing. 
Time to leave this planet. There 
was no death. We move from 
breath to breath. 

Sleeping without blinking, 
dreamless, with hope, to 
resuscitate the dawn. 

Who will keep the fire 
burning? You have not kept 
the promise to come back. 

King of stones, don't throw 
the black statues in river. 
Water was red and palms were