Uprooting
The intrigues, the twists
unravel the woven threads
of the mystery. Traumatized
and dazed, I play-
dice with the unknown to
find out the truth.
Confronting the purpose
of existence,
you come out of the flesh
after flogging-
and start dancing
with bones.
Extremely poor,
you play the hand
and fail.
Elsewhere someone
climbs on the pole
and sets the house on fire.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2015
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