Theme: Life

Collective Guilt

Profiling the divine phallus
on terraced shrouds of fault
the dilemma of arcane notation
starts for those succulent rumours,
emotively torn asunder,
a green room becomes epiphanic
The voice was gone with black sun;
buried onto neck in the drenched earth
the age old sins will be purified today
I meet you for a refusal to place wreaths
for soft death unceremoniously...
in the lethal dose for assisted end of life
A flame hangs like a pendant on the wall,
deflowered chaste tree, stretched unchilled in deep wounds:
it turns to my inner eye, the voyage to anonymity of incomplete cries
of a broken dream, today sleep not...


More By  :  Satish Verma

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