Theme: Life

Hepatica

Black livers? 
Are you really desperate 
after a vision? Miasma 
rising? 

A disheveled sky was 
calculating. Tide was turning 
back carrying the 
tremors of shores. 

Was that true, your faith 
thinning? I see myself 
getting ready for slanting moon 
eating seeds of death. 

It tears through 
the veils of abstract. Are you 
looking back at paralyzed 
sun who has swallowed a stabile?

06-Mar-2013

More By  :  Satish Verma

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