Theme: Life

Cup of Elixir

Without a collateral black magic,
nobody wants to start a currency of silly thoughts.
All tears had dried up in eyes.
It was time to cry again for prudence.
The spirits of ancestors were dumped
together in a mass grave,
and we elaborated to groom
a new son of god,
after slaying all sane arguments.

Where was the need of pathos
for dying foetuses in wombs?
Let them remain unsung,
we will purge our sins
from our gowns later on.
An unprecedented situation has arisen.
Somebody shouted from the past.
Came running like a bull
and spilled the cup of elixir.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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