Theme: Life

Till This Day

by Satish Verma
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Spare me a moment. 
Can you anticipate the innocence 
of tomorrow? 

Someone wants to bare 
her breast to protest 
against the concept of black and white. 

Tell me where the black ends 
and white starts? The glass and 
daffodils always go together. 

The fake colors. I look at the 
sky and start a monologue 
with a yellow moon. 

The smoke spoils the shore. 
River engulfs the boat 
and a definition drowns.

18-Apr-2013

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