satishverma

LONGEST ECLIPSE

Exacerbating, 
falling in dust, 
searching the dead truths 
on pills of abandoned bodies of lies. 

The dawn brings out 
the trapped victims of transmigration 
from capricum to capricon. 
Then they commit a mass suicide 

around hymns to seduce the 
god with thousand smiles. 
A flock of memories lands on the grey 
body of moon for the last rites. 

One by one they walk away, 
the ironic actors of secular wake, 
asking for forgiveness from abyss, 
gazing at the eclipsed sun for the last time.

Satish Verma