Theme: Life

Another Blossom

The eye within the eye of a soul is tranquil
but the storm is raging.
Around the body, the cluster of names.
Father and mother, brothers and sisters,
I am refugee in my home.

I steal glances over the western sky,
a blue star beckons.
Ambition was a small city in twinkling night
a pilgrimage of amazing nothingness.

My heart aches for the missed happenings.
The decay was inevitable.
The flight of swans continued.
The memories of flowers had a funeral for me.

Death was ready to strike eyeball to eyeball,
I refuse to gratify
One long vigil was still incomplete,
ash and flame will break the distance.
Today, a song will rise from the ruins.
I will wait for another blossom,
another voyage to dreams.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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