satishverma
Strange Journey
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In-between the spaces
body moves
untouching you.
A poem crashes
on the tongue. You
will not confess.
The wordless thoughts
swim like swans
noiselessly.
Unreaching the abode,
you will invent a god
for a knifed boat.
The sea is turbulent,
you will still sail,
not to reach anywhere.
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