BLEMISHES
by satishverma (Member) - published: July 5, 2012
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Category - Poetry
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Without assent
I open your book
to find your crazy god on mat.

Love was a blind bird
in a state of agony.
Learning to fly.

Moon would not reply
through aslant door.
Something was between us.

Here, now a sordid tale
breaks the taboo. They
were investing on skin.

It was a cheap wine
in a golden chalice,
for a lipless mouth.

Satish Verma

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SV

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The following comments are for "BLEMISHES"
by satishverma

blemishes
I like the subtlety you use in imaging imperfections.

I like the universality of this, even if its context is a relating of 2 people.

I think your final stanza in this is brilliant!

How many poems have I read, here and elsewhere, that are exactly this!

..."a cheap wine/in a golden chalice,/for a lipless mouth"

( Posted by: windchime [Member] On: July 7, 2012 )

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