Theme: Life

The Other Smile

Death will not measure 
the height, 
from which we fall. 
Not being, 
the psyche of primeval fear 
finds its conscience – 

subverts the softness 
of moon-eyed life 
with wealth of green blood 
in brown bread. 

And the white candle 
burns at night 
to send aurora borealis 
in blue irises.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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