Requiem for Shadowless

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Satish Verma

You are inflicting wounds
on you. Words change meanings in
dark. We have love, wars and peace.

I watch the bare sky.
Why to live, if mirage rules the head?
Can you go bardo-yes or no?

Meditation fails. I need
grand spatial fall. Day after the Agni
we collect the skeletons of thoughts.