Stardust

Night was closing in. The blind time- will start eating fire. A little less than demigods- they will shuffle on ‘I’ and ‘we’. An absence- now speaks, grabbing the breasts of a nude. Here lies the god matter: the lineal descent of creation. What was holding you to the unwanted fallout? The meaning- of life was same as that of death. A chaos- will bring the silence of stars. Let us forget the chest, till the heart bleeds and stardust fills your eyes. Satish Verma