Theme: Life

Like a Da Vinci

Come, become my mirror to read the backward.
Script wards have failed me.
The sea is turbulent and I am laying flowers at your feet.
What was in your eyes unfathomable like a da Vinci?
Hold my trembling hands I am going to drop the gems.
Nobody will agree with me there was a face on the wall.
Bare as the night moon of October I have undone my beliefs.
A loincloth was sufficient to hide the birth.
Ceremony has begun to knead the lies.
Use your death as the furnace of life
where knives are sharpened to start the healing.
A stranger has come as the guest of the house
answers should not insult any question. 


More By  :  Satish Verma

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