Puzzling

You had outlived
the dagger ?
flesh-eaters were turning back

I had burnt my palate
eating the sizzling words:
meaningless.

The evil will stay
as extended goodness.
I have no complaints.

Once upon a time
ravens were hungry.
Now they are competing with vultures.

This moonbeam was going home
into the marigold.
Sunflower was not in bloom.


SATISH VERMA
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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