Honey Trap

by Satish Verma

The shoes
will have to come off.
You have to walk
barefoot on grass.

Life had become
unworthy of death.
Do you believe
in killing of a river?

This was the age
of denials. When glib was
beseeched by truth not to
speak against dry bed of water.

The flames of battlefield
suck the glory of cocci.
They were standing
in a line for the prayers.

Did you know what
was beyond the sky?
A loveless world
where no bird sings.

24-Nov-2013

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