Theme: Life

Black and White

The nihil extract seeps into hungry roots of thoughts,
doubts the doubter.
I do not abandon the flame of nil shadows.
Try to find the way back to home, where I was born,
breaking my leash.
Equanimity suffered when continuity bargained for substance,
while I opted for emptiness where the space was enough to turn the pages of life,
and I listened to the unhitched voices of virgin lips.
Moon shadow in a self portrait hangs on a tear but I worshipped the sun;
Its heat melting my contexts, entombed in scaffoldings of hope.
The crisp day witnessed a miracle when nobody complained in black and white.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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