Theme: Life

Micropains

In troubled times he just walked away
carrying the antiquity in briefcase….
The new man.
Ending the anonymity of stubbornness,
rejects the yesterday
but I wanted not to be a participant of terrible decay.
Who will understand?
Enough was the midnight ecstasy,
for in the hour of loneliness
the sentence will be stretched for eternity.
This young history may try to build a new order by dirty hands.
Life will give its verdict on death understand it,
when it was not there.
Reason becomes the law if you don’t alter the purity
and a face has a meaning.
The experience never ends
as for as the voice reached micropains.
 

28-Jul-2012

More By  :  Satish Verma

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