Theme: Life

Straight Talk

Was it a mirage of innocence 
in the age of push-ups of a 
violent surrealism? 
I was wary of the repeat 
acid horrors. They come back 
again and again. 

I want to get an alibi by 
sitting between the sunset 
and moonrise. The wounds
refuse to heal up and I 
will not lament the disfigurement 
of a verse by scars. 

I want to say I like you yet 
I will not be able to tell - 
for want of a book 
which remained incomplete within 
its mask and pronounced words 
as soft as feathers.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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