Theme: Life

An Art

A calling from zietgeist; 
when a flute versus beast 
starts a power play. 

My world becomes wet. 
when I watch a moth in your fist. 

A split moon peels off 
the cuticle, for a mega show of the 
cone, shedding cruciform sword. 

The white tiger leaps with 
precision, spilling the milk container. 
It was moonlight. 

The baked smile now gathers 
the teeth for a final bite. 
The diamonds now quiver like a fear.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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