Theme: Life


sometimes I watch 
the fear held aloft by you, possessed, 
you try to protect yourself from you in vain, 

very thirsty, white 
hydrangeas on your lips tremble, exhaust 
their need for clouds in blue eyes, pale 

fountain gives up 
tumult of sand grains for high skilled 
white god of snow who could not prevent 

a land slide all morning, 
my bones still do not agree for a 
marrow withdrawal for an emptied leukaemia 

hidebound, rapacious 
in the chaste tree, stuck by night grab, 
the bright stars fall one by one on ice


More By  :  Satish Verma

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