Poezja

Do you envision a creeping fear
climbing the minaret
to reach the moon?

A debate has started
between believers and non-believers.
Why not he who lives

in eternal emptiness climbs down
and settles the dispute of hymns
in the scortching heat of words.

I just want you to read
the script and don't say, a sky
has wept

dropp by dropp on the nakedness
of human beings
who could not cover their shadows.



Satish Verma