Poetry

from known to known
fear moves
in a circle, like a cheetah;

a jounery starts
from shivers to shivers –
when it was pouring

the taste of sting
ascending
loosening beside

between the lips
a word strieks,
terror spills from a naked eye,


you move inward
peel off the face
the eternal shame

of mankind, a hunger will miss
the date with a chameleon


Satish Verma