A WHIRLWIND ROMANCE

Folder: 
Satish Verma

I have accepted myself, now. 

In incompleteness, 
and all flaws. 

The bunker was intent, 
on self-destruction. Why 
did you want to 
stop that? 

The prodigy will not 
walk with me, I know. 
Yet my shadow falls in love. 

A tear-washed poem 
was a good beginning.