Theme: Life

A Grave Reminder

The green hills are drinking 
the clouds, 
keep pouring out 
the scented breath. 

In capsuled hour the wind was its own rival. 
A slant on confessional suicide: 
the charm obliterates the solitude. 

A gray shower of thoughts outside the window, 
I forget, I remember in coyness 
my sparks are humming. 

The plundered land 
by advancing columns of hunger 
tosses around the dead lips of tropical 
hues. 

The fear demands learning, 
finding the uninvited death 
in the manipulated existence.

01-Jul-2011

More By  :  Satish Verma

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Comments on this Poem

Comment very touchable poem

shanti
03-Jul-2011 09:33 AM


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