A Smile Was Raped
A pinch of moon
in the glass of my wine.
I was looking at xerophytes
in timeless zone.
Like vampire bats hanging
down from a branch, till eternity.
What a tenacity, I would say.
The world was not going to end.
I would also not like the continuity
of any drift or agitation.
You make the water silted.
Truth of baby innocense-
takes birth again and again
even the dark energy or
dark matter overwhelms.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2015
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