Destiny
Nomadic moon was roaming
in the maddened fear of night.
A wordless journey in silent dark.
Betonica
for a painless being,
sustains the blues of separation.
An inverted green
puts the roots upward
to send a message.
Fear breaks the bones
to mould the claws.
There was no oblique answer.
Nobody was blameless.
SATISH VERMA
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