Theme: Life

Heights

After drawing a self-portrait, I want you to believe that I am not in it.
The style of rebellion cannot be judged by blurbs only.
A chunk of refusal, a narrow escape, and thin veiled hysteria,
all go for a parody of exactness, which had been really absent from our lives.

Can you find out who is betraying whom?
Where the tears are migrating?
And where the smiles have gone?

Instead of brutalizing,
I care for the tender torches moving in the dark bush.
A precise definition is needed for self-denial of molten lava
which moves like a river but does not grab the heights.


17-Jun-2012

More By  :  Satish Verma

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