FALL OF A TENDER DOCTRINE

satishverma

Talking of existence and being, 
amidst chaos and misery 
my heart aches. In truth, 
I become a shred of broken 
life. Your integrity at a price, 
anything for sale. 
How easy we are degenerating, 
absent-mindedly we clamour for antidotes. 

At least death is not corrupt, 
when it eats the age 
without a mask. 
Seeing without eyes 
was a great achievement, 
I thought. With no thoughts 
I watched the immensity 
of truth. My choice always had a wet eye. 

When the thinking becomes zero, 
I enter from smile to grief 
your glance penetrates the wall. 
I stumble again in light, 
lung filling with verses, 
untitled. A moon is going 
to be eclipsed very soon. 
The fall of a tender doctrine.

Satish Verma

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 6th, 2014 00:34
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