Pasipaaro
- Exchange
He envisioned a dreary end
Swaddled in mystery
clouded in mischief
warding and wishing away
the gathering mist
outlined over his head
He is tramping
as he is toiling
Trading places with shifting feet
Stealing glances from clad faces
eyes blinking to the streak of dawn
He fell on his knees
Unthreading laces
with awon eda orun" heavenly beings
Categories:
unthreading, africa, spiritual,
Form: Narrative
Knowing too much
was painful.
Shedding the fear, we were
disappearing in each other.
The rioting has spread
between deathless principles.
Unborn was
the sadistic attack-
sleeping on roses. There
was hidden sex in the pricks.
I made love with
the bones-
unthreading.
I will not borrow
the colors of moon
now.
Satish Verma
Categories:
unthreading, art,
Form: ABC
Today my journeys just began
Tomorrow a dream gets won
Yesterday I walked in the wake of the sun
What am I waiting for?
The strings have been spun
Categories:
unthreading, introspection, life,
Form: Bio