Unconclusive
O stark avenger,
Time.
I will come on your lapses,
when every moment,
tells a lie.
Was it wrong time ?
To ask the poem go,
binary ?
on a fringe thought ?
Has the angst a right,
to explore the fast moving
mind, to experiment
with the answer ?
We are on the crossroads,
to know ourselves,
driven by the fragrance,
man-made.
The words are only transient !
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2016
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