Theme: Life


It was the centre of inferno, where we met - the chaste tree was burning.
Beyond the time, we opened up our memories, churning our minds.
That was without space and measurements.

I am again turning deaf.
The stillness had a vocabulary, and the words hummed a silence.
I emptied all my rooms, came out to listen to otherness.

How thin was the happening, the thoughts drifted out,
visibility became poor and ending of pain came soon.
Pure tearless eyes became loyal to truth which eluded the prayers.

I did’t want to hurt the lights or myths would glorify the herd.
When the sun becomes cloudless, I will come for D-day.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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