Pursuit

the solid rock, from its tallest perch
was tumbling down, after navel – gazing –
in songs of darkness ; had the hidden
aloofness in space and time,

i have become a tree, intend to teach
the truth of roots ; eating the body
of gods, one prayer changes the fright
of depth, meanwhile you become the ethnic wait

in sprawling riots, the inside of ire was
very red ; screams, bends, shakes, takes away
emotional blackmail, hairs standing like
candles burning, the conditioning was over –

in granite falls, it was rain of tears on 
flames of freedom at the street, a crowd
becomes a large leaf swaying  on the waves of a red
river, flowing sensuously in a young city

Hearing the riots in Uramqi of Xinjiang region of China on 5th july 09
where 156 people died and 1000 were wounded.


SATISH VERMA

anniversaryprayeri do not know?

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