Zeitgeist
The auspicious death
in moonless night.
Anxiety meets the ultimate.
What was left now
to cultivate the kiss
of unknown. Everything
has been spread on the bed.
The knife, the heart and
the parting lips.
The purity was at stake.
Spiteful and maligned, you
tear off the tender drape.
The black silence
descends in the gash of the
memory. A white marble bleeds.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2015
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