Aham Asmi... *
Night melts into tears,
day sums up the pain.
A fear stalks the flute,
and darkness falls on the drapes.
I was lake,
and I was sun.
I held you on to my breast.
give me your fangs,
and give me your venom.
I am blue and I am the death.
Centuries of wounds
and millions of scars.
Silence of sky,
and lull in the clouds.
I am the storm,
and I am the gale.
* I am... I exist...
SATISH VERMA
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