Theme: Life

Tracking Down

White lotus at red feet: 
we will start self-infliction 
with regrets. 

After a rough night 
the day was weeping. 
From where the bread will 
come, when you were playing 
with a golden spoon?

This morning I again 
dug a hole in heart. 
Was the Mayan calender right? 
Why the sun is playing slow music? 

I am coming nearer 
to a locked god.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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