Theme: Life

Birth Untainted

It is now dark. 
Talking of exposed genitalia 
I go into a terrible shock. 

A compulsive deceit 
takes hold of the attention. 
The candle burns me inside. 

Between eyes 
a *chakra uncoils, like a Naja. 
Strikes! You are stricken -

with a bulbar palsy. 
No haemorrhage. A purple venom 
spreads in the whole nativism. 

Voices move in half-lit corridor. 
The doors do not lead to rooms. 
All exits disappear. 

A chandelier crashes. You 
are awakened from a deep slumber. 
A poem is born.

01-Jul-2013

More By  :  Satish Verma

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