Theme: Life


by Satish Verma
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Can you freeze the years?
Untrammeled mind?
Why lost in consoles, for hurting odyssey?
Why we did not meet in unhearing range?
Like the grassy lips of silken stings?
A moon? Behind us the war machine was walking.
Sunflowers had gone in a beauty contest.
Tree lighting had begun.
Who was the night-sentry?


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