Theme: Life


I would give anything to die 
in you, in your belly, 
innocently. My voice of dissent 
should hold the wings atop the kisses. 

The wards in between fall on 
choked Eustachian. A global grief 
encircles the fallen gods, prophets 
of sins. 

My other self silently awakens me, 
this very night as I swallow my pride 
and walk through the corridors of childhood 
to learn again the alphabet of death. 

The shadows are lengthening. 
One by one the friends have departed. 
The hour of loneliness was stretching. 
So it be!


More By  :  Satish Verma

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