Theme: Life


To wean away a tigermoth
from a bell jar
for a journey of faith
against ebony of illusion.
The caterpillar has restrained the roof,
of future accidents to coming of age.
You do not know
the speed of nakedness on silvery path.
Where, the ending comes?
You know we only watch the heels of forerunners.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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