Show Me The Path

A Poem by Satish Verma

Show Me The Path

Take away my super
moon and sweet earth, I
am going to attain moksha.

Absurd thinking
helps to meet the dynasty
of wasps who are
leading blood clots.

Why were you
condemned to drink
the glass of hemlock?

Why did you need
pure test in place of suicide?
Was suffering better
than passion flowers?

It looks meaningless
still, I print question marks.