After Meeting God

Satish Verma

You should not be present― 
everywhere, O God. Pull down, 
all the shutters of your temples. 

I am mortified, of a 
hidden hand, that gives 
spurious― sugar coated hymns. 

A hometown crowd 
assembles at the door of the― 
palace to hear the arrival. 

What was the natural 
descent made of? A cyber attack 
was the most desirable thing. 

A crypt sets you free― 
from the engraved sermons. 
All night I will sit on the vigil, for a vision. 

The book was blank 
for a goodnight deal. I will 
not cross any unwritten poem.