satishverma
Water Birth
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The daily assaults 
hit me, like the serrated
spine of stingray.
This moment of hubris
stares at me, eyes wide open.
What you did't know
was always overwhelming.
Something enters into
your blood. How many years
you need to live?
The hope was exploding.
Overnight you become very old,
tired and exhausted, quitting
the corrosive throne.
Everyday a poem
is ejected, to keep me sane.
Faultless like a yellow rose
I paint on the blind―
spot of bonding.
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