Theme: Life

Broken Dam

Let’s not go, 
let’s not reach anywhere. 
The toenails have started digging in the earth, 
to make peace with the distress response 
of the bruised hunger for transactional surrender. 

And the surrogate mother will abandon 
the child for the father who had 
run away in pursuit of pleasure, like others 
sowing his wild oats in rags 
unwashable in the milk of mercy. 

It has spilled again my full heart. 
The pain provokes the stopped clocks, 
in the wake of explosions. Unstitched 
fissures bleed, I see the ashen face 
of a floating wisdom.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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