Theme: Life


A toddler unrobes the secret 
of death. Modifies the circadian 
rhythm of honeybees, opens the 
daisy clock. Cage of tears. 

The virus had the acrid odor 
of sulphide. Decay. It never happened 
before. Spring was helpless. Primrose 
forgot to secrete the nectar. 

Stones were everywhere, 
on beds, fabrics, eyes and berets. 
The white walls were painted with 
blue camels. Smiling? 

A cold moon walks on coiled snakes 
consuming the venom of incendiary itch. 
The grey people were dancing on broken 
glass. Blood will make the visitation.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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