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Satish Verma Being alone,
writing poetry
to meet the infinity
on paper.
The words will not come
to me. I am trying
to catch the moment.
One by one-
I light the candles,
watching you slithering.
A transient truce
with my hands.
Collecting the broken
light years. Enter
into the eyes. O river. The hunger
to trap you is increasing.
"...infinity on paper..."
The poet's ultimatly quested destination, never to be attained :D Enjoyed this one. ~Star~