Explicitly
The pixels refuse to leave
the screen. There was a
defiance, unheard so far.
Will not misspeak about
the rape ! Was it not a murder
of the white goddess in light ?
Are you going to shut a
pink flame, smouldering
in the vicious grip of greed ?
The skinny-dip in boiling
cauldron of hate ? What
was left now of humor ?
Walking on the lake water
retrieving your youth ? Was
it worth your grand wasted life ?
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2014
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