Increasing Angst

Satish Verma

I thought we knew
each other by our shadows.
Stratosphere laughs.

when you touch the moon
in torrential rain.

You pay a price
to listen to Beethoven.
You become blind.

lyrycsyntyme's picture

Of the pieces that you've

Of the pieces that you've written which I've been lucky enough to read, this is amongst your best. The profound sequence of lines that you close with, I suspect, will prove quite memorable.