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Writing its Diktat
by Satish Verma
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  Beyond the thoughts, nothing I mourned,
nameless death was writing its diktat.

The dirty epithets were accepted for collage.
Simply a prayer was needed for a childless truth.

Rudimentary terms owned a beautiful diction.
The ultimate pain makes you dumb.
Words lose the vision, you walk in a hollow city.

Now is the time to remember
the movement of truth in a jungle of drums.
Eyes must find out the old path.
Huge crowds collect at the door.
Human connections are at strain.

The questions are never answered flawlessly.
Life should not burn like coal,
but be a tree, in praise of sky, wind and earth.

 
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March 03, 2012
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