Theme: Life

Healed Landscape

An unusual melody,
a reticent antiquarian
I will wear my galloping age
with your dark eyes.
The lines were drawn
in the crocus fields.
We were fighting
for the wild immitative geckoes.
A toad stumbles out
from the eyelids of a zero hour.
You will not touch
the counterfeit of questions
thrown at the meadows.
Evening of life celebrates the failures.
In the beginning there were no lights.
End came with a red moon.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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