Let us walk in rain.
What else was left
common to both of us ?
The death was toeing
the line in neighbourhood.
A paled memory wanted -
to destroy you. Disintegrating
you pick up the loose threads.
The chemistry of alchemy failed.
Afraid to stand up
against the moon, the sun
was hiding behind the clouds.
A healing touch was needed.
A caressing hug. A message
from dark, becoming lucriferous.
Satish Verma
Categories:
lucriferous, art,
Form: ABC