New Enigma

To confront his terror 
he changed the game 
plan for a mystery dive.

The custodian of a flame 
will show serendipity. 
Sun was enveloped in a dark matter.

The Teflon  has disappeared.
You will remember the things-
you did not understand.

Someone nips at your heels.
You run faster. The evil 
was flying home.

The house was in disarray.
Give me a comb to keep 
the dark figures out.



Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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