Theme: Life


 From a homemade 
golden pen you went on 
the young erotica. 
It was a moment of 
the funeral, plodding 
through the extinct memories 
of misadventures. 
Time had stood still 
on the sea of faces. 
The great wall of frozen 
dreams brings a chill 
in blazing sun of enigma. 

A bridge becomes a 
derived fossil!

 can you salvage the theme of god 
from the forbidden knowledge? 
Must affinities have a reason? 
The precarious life hangs 
between birth & death. 
Crying all the way for immortality, 
I ask myself for the end. Was it beautiful? 

The ending becomes a climate of personalities 
from return to return. 
The anonymous call of history 
overthrows the silence of doors. 
A hard rock strikes the clumsy head. 
You cannot take a turn, 
another step takes a plunge. 

You don?t dare to face yourself, 
It was frightening. 
A text was bruised and the book was bleeding. 
Mapless you tread on broken paths. 
Nothing was on record. 
Was your god climbing up the stairs?

Satish Verma


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