Empty Dreams

Folder: 
Satish Verma

After the civil war in temples 
a wodden god 
with broken nose, was walking 
with a stick. 

Half-way to home 
he wanted to turn back 
and meet his shadow 
in the lake. 

A mountain goat climbs 
down the rocks to become 
a martyr. Leaps into a dark 
stream clinging to the veil. 

A blue pine takes a bath 
in the summer rain. A 
midnight moon will call the spirits 
to dance for gamblers.