Theme: Life


To find peace, 
you break the coconut, 
a ritual to dent 
the dark night. 

Amnesia disconnects 
your pronouns. 
You do not remember 
your name. 

A monkey or a fowl. 
The existence was 
the same for your 
unknown inheritance. 

Want to collect the golden 
motif; from the 
old brick house, sans 
a real god, old brick house. 

A straight line hangs 
from a roof, igniting the 
faith. There was no ghost 
no jinni.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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