Theme: Life


The shift to vernal tone 
starts a standoff with eyelashes. 
A sickle moon begins 
harpooning the stars. 

The unorthodox microlove 
brings out a ciliated canon 
of faithless interior. The gods 
were going to become weary of snowfall. 

Punctuating the silence, words 
again scream, fly like eagles 
in the valley of wounds. How far 
the fire will go engulfing the untouchable?


More By  :  Satish Verma

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