Theme: Life

Faithless Hands

by Satish Verma
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There were subtle declines, 
still I opted for incompleteness. 

A fierce battle was raging. 
I think to start my descent 

in roofless castle of mania 
to watch the self-destruction of a landscape. 

Thousands were squatting on mud tracks
till the dead rose from their ice beds. 

Ghostly hands were building the fire 
to send the rivers in exile. 

Hunger will decide the fate of the earth. 
Man was playing with the sands.

11-Aug-2011

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