Theme: Life


Visibility was poor when he pursued the face, face of himself.
The eyes, quizzical eyes, looking at the image of cogitating mind,
which had left the body.
Condemned to think, think ceaselessly for a long time,
for the election of truth, what we deserve,
Violence was within us, rage was ensconced in our veins.
And we were destroying the beautiful dawn.

Trials of shadows had begun and execution of innocent marvels started,
which continued till the dark hour.
Then he had the premonition.
Dirt will prevail now.
Coarse banners were recalling the candles from the homes.
Future was collecting thousands of dark memories
and time had stopped in its tracks.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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