Your memory returns
to listen to waterfall
and watch sunset.

Body speaks to soul,
interpreting eternity.
Something doesn't die.

Whom to call in dark
when you blow-off the lantern?
Hail the arrow man?
Satish Verma

Don't Kill the Moonlight 7 October 2018

Dying inch by inch
to catch you between the poems
before night ends.

Life changes words
without sounds and vowels.
You will not find truth.

Create a wound
for me to print image
of fall from honeycomb.