Theme: Life

The Lost Generation

Sitting on the lap of a moonbeam 
transcript of a gender 
plays with the gun. 
Manhood was at stake 
I will meet you in a cauldron. 

I was arrested in the house, was 
moving from planet to planet. Cavernous words 
seek the letters in right order. Puns 
revert to mud-slinging. The heart spills 
red wine. 
No more beats. 

What next after albinism? Dark was beautiful. 
Waiting for the light, which never came. 
A devout survivor brings hope. I will 
discover my god in particle. 
subatomic, expanding. 
I want to walk in mist and snow 
over the bridge, on the bald clouds.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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