Theme: Life

The Presence

The hawk was landing...
Squinting at the urgent need
of slaughter and hope –
among the frightened hunger of truth,
of running feet in the tall grass.
A world apart in seeking the reality
of dying for earthly love.
I was not sure
of the manifesto of bricks and stones
falling on evergreen kisses.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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