Open and Closed Book

Salmonella wanted 
   to broker a truce-   
   between life and death.
   We were very scared.
The questions were never answered.

   A fault on the earth’s face.
   Who will ask the-
   hangman ? The tree was
   standing without roots.
The questions were never answered.

   Who was the spider 
   and who was the fly ?  
   A rose was unfazed;
   it was a naked thorn.  
The questions were never answered.


Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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April 30, 2015 at 8:33 AM
Profound; reflections intriguing without much imagery a gem.
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