satishverma

I Am Lost

Pariah. Are you ready to take
revenge? You send credible hits.

Doing Violence to roses. Don\'t
remove the thorns. The moon bleeds .

Bare-foot I walk towards the
god, without the temple. You bring bricks,

O my angel your wings look
dirty. The stings will stop you eating dust.

You will not fly now. Sky was
turning red. Sun was shaking head.