Theme: Life


Dismantling the vista 
for a missing link. 
A moon rises behind the ruins. 

I see only the water 
and a sunken ship in shallow bed. 
The wings have carried away the wind. 

A beautiful sin to become 
polyamorist worshipping many goddesses 
dying every day. 

The blood draws a line 
around the chaste bed, where 
half-brothers will kill each other. 

I tie the knot with hanging 
fountain of virtual image. 
There will be no consummation tonight.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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