Theme: Life


Outgunned by life, you escape 
to epiphany. The inner

voice had betrayed. Are you 
ready to meet the believer? 

Sad ending of mithridatism
in the wake of realization. 

The growing clout of pink petals 
was overwhelming the dust. 

The leaf body mimics the 
rocks. From the rear ocean 

a wailing picks up the blackberries. 
I was ready for the final assault. 

Predawn blitzkrieg begins. 
You start picking the apples from 

the green eyes. The truth
was never so near to moon.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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