Theme: Life


It was fear and anguish.
You were talking about evil.
Returning evil to evildoer.
I touch your psyche.
I am not happy.
Some thing is burning inside.

Dehumanizing the death?
Betraying the muse of god?
The ending fo hidden mist and sick bedrooms,
I am counting the parameters.

There is a moral pride in human slaughter
and annexing the smile.
Sun is again coming under eclipse.
Light is growing fainter.
I am again afraid of darkness.

Night of shadows and running midgets.
They prolong the agony.
I turn towards the earth for the impromptu music of life.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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