Theme: Life


One wardrobe malfunction 
was a blast, a kill; 
undressing imagination. 
I was ready for an ambush. 

Like boa’s grip, entwined, strangulating, 
hardly breathing. I am in blue water 
like a humpback whale; 
do not go for the revenge. 

It was not the fabric of flesh 
hair and bones. I was tasting 
the ash falling off the forehead 
of a fallen saint. 

The smile was going up for sale 
in a gulp of greed. 
Tomorrow morning I will find 
amnion shaved on street.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Great imagery....the last stanza is a winner

15-Mar-2011 06:46 AM

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