Theme: Life

Slipping

by Satish Verma
Bookmark and Share
The danger lurks in corner. 
After double helix, 
Now cobalt pencil writes 
the history of mankind. 

Dirty bomb gives determinate 
meaning of peace. I turn back 
to be eaten alive. Like a blade of grass 
you bend for the cuckoo. 

Rattle snake in a jar or in bush 
strikes awe. Everything comes to 
naught when you move faster along 
with teeth. 

Suspended beans unhulled, were bent 
upon to obliterate the white roots 
suspended in air. I purse 
my lips to kiss a rope.

11-Sep-2010

More By  :  Satish Verma

Views: 1116     Comments: 1

Comments on this Poem

Comment brilliant poem...I loved it

vaibhavpandey
13-Sep-2010 10:22 AM


Name *
Email ID
Comment *
Verification Code*

Can't read? Reload

Please fill the above code for verification.