Thorniness

by Satish Verma   Dec 8, 2013


In ascending numbness
you can think clearly at night
and see the half-moon throwing
the silhouettes in dim light.
I suffer in my poems,
foretelling of a sinking flame
insulting the roots.
The rising failure, like visitation
of Icarus shooting from the surface
in pain. An answer without questions
erupts wearing a death-mask. Was
it a speculation of claustrophilia
carrying a prism? The marbled
globes are melting. The danger
was evident,
you can smell it.
Touché.

Satish Verma

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  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    I agree with luce that is my favorite part as well. You writing I feel as been improving greatly from what i've read at least. But when we feel numb we cannot see any light from anything. You are a pessimist in life. Every morning is a constant battle. Overall this is a wonderful write because of the wording you used and the story you tell. Well done.

  • 10 years ago

    by Everlasting

    In ascending numbness
    you can think clearly at night
    and see the half-moon throwing
    the silhouettes in dim light.

    ^This is my favorite part of the poem, the begining part... in ascending numbness... the more numb one is, the clearer one thinks per se? I guess so. I mean it can be. It's sort of like... when we are numb, we don't have many feelings getting in the way, so the mind concentrates on many other options/ideas. hmm, I can't put it in words, but thanks for sharing.

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