Your Thoughts Live Around Me

Satish Verma

Your painted toes
disturbed my sound sleep.
Your scented hands tremble.

The gods would
punish me, if I don't wipe
off your burning tears.

You stole my death
and put her in chains.
The unburied truth smiles.

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Out Here


Periodically, you stretch and find the exact combination of sounds and subjects. The last two cracker (fractured) Haiku ran over me and left me in the tall grass. Deah as female. You rock!