Theme: Life

Dark Prison

unhinged i wake up
tying ribbon around the tree 
of amnesia, the butterfly startles, 
despairs the blue of humility, 
all i wanted was the silence 
of ceremony to greet the prosperity 
of death in valley of graves, the hungry 
hyenas appreciating the art of killing 
and the mourning fathers chasing the 
shades of walking palms in rains 
to remind the commitment of clocks 
for stopping the fury of times: love, 
let it go, it sucks the eyes, starting 
convulsions, the moon hangs low to 
feel the demon


More By  :  Satish Verma

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Comments on this Poem

Comment sweet .......... it kills

saswata paul
23-Mar-2011 07:50 AM

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