No Departures

Satish Verma

A massive black hole 
devoures the devdasi. 
The temple becomes 
a cadaver court. 

Some say it was 
less punishment for the sins 
of the pulsar. 

The dancing baby 
in the womb of rubble 
of prayers does not want 
to come out. 

It was a price of 
dying intact. 

The incense of screaming 
roses blooms. How much 
heavy was the wreath? 

Overnight the image 
was replaced. There was 
no spinning wheel. Only 
a water cistern.