Bloodscape by Satish Verma SignUp
Boloji.com
Channels

In Focus

 
Analysis
Cartoons
Education
Environment
Opinion
Photo Essays
 
 

Columns

 
Business
Random Thoughts
 
 

Our Heritage

 
Architecture
Astrology
Ayurveda
Buddhism
Cinema
Culture
Festivals
Hinduism
History
People
Places
Sikhism
Spirituality
 
 

Society & Lifestyle

 
Health
Parenting
Perspective
Recipes
Society
Teens
Women
 
 

Creative Writings

 
Book Reviews
Computing
Humor
Individuality
Literary Shelf
Memoirs
Quotes
Stories
Travelogues
Workshop
 
 
Theme: Life Share This Page
Bloodscape
by Satish Verma
Bookmark and Share
  Monologue of a monolith 
to live in a moment 
was futile. A young house was in disorder. 
Not listening, I would find the missing links. 
Grey ash to be smeared on forehead in horizontal 
lines for shifting the planets. 

The age creeps quietly, irremediably poor, 
unchanged in hysteria: after hysterectomy 
the womb lies in dirt. Ethnic violence will fill 
the carts of mutilated bodies, move to market, 
selling the rage. Be in today, or tomorrow, 
the blood brings honour. 

Do not complain of weather, these arthritic 
fingers, crooked toes, you will end on a cliff 
after the logic of war fails. A bald year 
moves, untrusting the noble men, I ascend 
a coin to find the circa of topless democracies 
destroying the pillars of feet.

Share This:
January 26, 2011
More By: Satish Verma
Views: 1136      Comments: 0




Name *
Email ID
 (will not be published)
Comment *
Verification Code*
Can't read? Reload
Please fill the above code for verification.



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
1999-2021 All Rights Reserved
 
No part of this Internet site may be reproduced without prior written permission of the copyright holder
.