Theme: Life

Immortality

by Satish Verma
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A very disconnecting creek where bodies 
were found, presents a pictorial death in night, 
which must be challenged, I say. Then I think without 
thoughts; summer was ending and a pandemic 
was at the door. The art of debating the image 
sears the mind. Must act, think later: the gold 

coins have been thrown in the market, the 
frozen lens behind the slit eyes watch the cargo 
unloading: the explosions come in spate. What 
was it – greed or fear? We are running blindly, 
the brides, the boys, the men. Of modern governance 
a metaphysical meditation. 

The strings pulled behind the curtain, game 
starts. Award is gifted. The name dies. 

14-Jan-2011

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