Unfreezing

Freezing was not required 
for the casket. It only contained
a shroud.

The schism had scored a 
victory. Bystanders will find
a dark matter

between the words. The god was 
very lonely today. The black wounds
start crying.

A white cloud climbs the eagle’s
span. A golden moon walks like
a big tear.

A surge of greed will take over
the yellow throne. Someone puts
it, a spiritual horror.

 


Satish Verma
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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