LAYERED ACHES

satishverma

Strange it looks,
some one crying on winning a race.
He was o loser and a victor.

After such a long fight,
what is left on a banished field?
broken skulls and roaring laughter,
Everything was crushed under falling snow
of ruthlessness.

And over the fire hangs a skeleton
of past.
The real truth again hides in the
Survivor’s eyes.
There is no witness of any crime.

The court adjournd and the symbolists
rejoice.
Justice has come for a sale.
The highest bidder will get the chair
now
Now will begin the layered aches
in heart.

Satish Verma

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 12th, 2014 22:31
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