Theme: Life


Walk rosie, walk on the serrated thorns; 
exiting the blue abyss, shamelessly a baby god climbs 

a salt mountain, incantatory, flicks 
through: cranberry, cranberry it was the end of beginning, 

the whole, was in peril, bits flying, licking 
the toes, upending the truth, cracks appearing one by one 

the attic was full of portraits, atrium empty, the 
blue landscape latched to windows, a sick air map, 

pseudumonas again attacking the viscera, festering, 
a roadshow full of blisters, ribbed easily, climbing 

on the poles to get a look at queenbee, pretending 
to replace the beyond, we will remain faithful.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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