Theme: Life

Colored Designs

Every time you discover 
a new black hole; 
someone crosses the border 
and starts crying. 

Thread weaved in and out 
of tapestry. You were nailed 
to the wall, which never 
had any doors. 

Why were you not a mackintosh? 
You scripted strangely, talking 
of an open world. You smell 
a war between the poems - 

in a book. There was no ad hoc 
pain in the groins. Your boney 
nose went to find the peat moss 
in the jungle of sandalwoods.

10-Feb-2014

More By  :  Satish Verma

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