Theme: Life

Tall Faith

Between the tears, falls the non-vision.
I am scared, let go off my silence and restore the infidel wall,
speaking to faithful bullet to aim nothing.
We are still not protected in the domed confidence of a million years.

Ahead of time, the tryst with goodness
becomes a window opening into a garden of startling truths.
An immaculate response of speechless creation gives back a new twist to faith,
and Gods have gone into hiding.

In granite temple, the doors are missing.
Leaves fall from tall faith, unstruck in the air, become fossils.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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