Theme: Life

A Future Waits

Do not give credence 
to mundanity. An iconic 
black night was getting ready 
to welcome Venus. 

A storm was raging inside, 
vandalizing the secrets of the house, 
uprooting the doors and windows. 
The whole life was at stake. 

Shrinking the heads of foes, 
you start eating the live insects
But the truth was escaping 
from your lips. 

My poem drops the seeds, 
for the unborn children of violence. 
I dedicate a book for the other me, 
as I near the crossroads of uncertainty.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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