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Ritualist
Folder:
Satish Verma Boundaries untouched-
I held your hands.
Peer to peer.
The highway apart-
we will become strangers,
when life would beat the flower beds.
From mountain top-
the moon will come down,
to ask for the way to martyrdom.
How will I find you-
riding on a hurricane,
when the deluge underwhelms the bridge.
Not made public-
I took you in moonlight,
celebrating the arrival of the cage.
Satish Verma
