Theme: Life

One Day

A repressed scream. 
Someone breaks the head. 
I was hitting the wall. 

The rape hurts. 
Withers away the dam. 
River was changing the course. 

It was very pompous; 
the benign torture. No 
more I belong to this world

And the dilapidated 
houseboat floats on the lake 
to collect the immersed - 

bones of ancestors. A 
door opens. The poem prints 
the pain of centuries.

19-Jul-2013

More By  :  Satish Verma

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