Unclaiming Debt

Satish Verma

Dissecting the moon
to know the incredible,
in half light, I will
pursue my endless pain.

Rebirthing of illusion,
becomes a curse.
Unreality was supreme
I want to touch you in fog.

The condemned darkness
has a hidden secret. One day
the prophet will marry the
stupid truth.

You betray the wrapped
emotions, shying away
froma second life. Silence
steals the words from
your lips.

I will ask the sky
to lull the hot moonlight.