Theme: Life

Dying Beautifully

I stay connected out of the body,
with fireworks, to widen the relativity,
to read the language of fear.

Death of a tree was mourned by leaves in shadow.
The dew lies awake crying.
The town was disappearing without a dialogue with past,
we were digging our heritage.

In search of roots, life was killing the tomorrow.
You, an answer seeking which was not yet born.
Over the mind an ancient prayer floats.

The house was on fire,
the words cannot cover the flaming body.
It was dying beautifully.
The space between the memories will shrink
and we will destroy the ugly calender.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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