Anniversary of Flirtation

Imitating the waves, I try to end the attachment touching the shores, then moving away. Search for eternity erases the designs. Birth and death cling together. I let go the passion, the deviation of fear. There cannot be two lives. When the illusion meets the pain, truth laughs, I forego my future, tear the past and burn the present. Failed life hangs on the silence of sorrow. Names don’t hold any charm they come & go. Days drop like long coats I search the night. The desperate seeking will not end the journey It is there in the dark hole of the heart. A pitless gloom. I am afraid to be revealed. Art of life is scissored, Anniversary of flirtation with death forgotten. We celebrate. SATISH VERMA