Theme: Life

Drift Wood

by Satish Verma
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This politics of poverty
erupts again,
entrapped in arcane script.
A code of words will find
the fault lines.

Coerced to wait in a
black book, you start forgetting
the rules of game. It hits you
when you were writing
a poem.

At the end of the arguments
a lynx-eyed moon walks
on the lake of tears, constructing
a dam of bread, for
a broken promise.
  

18-Dec-2012

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