Theme: Life

Super Terrain

The metastatic figure.
He was seeking truth without thought,
being in and out,
he was sleepwalking in dream.
I am the absolute, he said.
Skeletons are popping up everywhere.
Poor beasts.
And there was the tired flame who burned all night in vain.
The body was aching after the discovery of a super terrain.
Another earth? Or a conventional aberration?
The planet was heaving with hot clouds.
Reason for a substitute.
Right perception of life was difficult.
Everybody was running in opposite direction for a message.
He dives to pull up the corpse of liberty locked deep in water.
A noble idea to free the corrupt world
from the bondage of decaying foundations.
Half-truths and half-lies must live together
for the human survival.
Quest of the self ultimately begs for forgiveness.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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