Theme: Life

A Primate in Distress

Putting the sun behind me 
I walked into the stars, beyond the 
succulent lake. 
A bitch drags you 

on asphalt, walking with lipstick, 
purse and follies. 
Changing the daylight on every corner 
you drink a toxic juice 
in the recess of darkness. 

A theater goes in frenzy 
after the bloodbath and inferno in a tunnel. 
The spray of hormones will cool you 
and I will remember 
sadness and sugar 
hanging from the bright moon. 

A fallen hair, traces the path 
of a gorilla.

12-Jun-2011

More By  :  Satish Verma

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