satishverma

MEDALS AND AWARDS

In a school of murder a hub of 
terror survives. 
An acid attack on face 
captures the contradictions of first nervous countdown. 

Step aside my truth, my tears 
are under siege. The schizophrenic 
will draw a landscape 
of falling earth. 

Tonight a visual poem will come alive 
on a dirty screen of life. 
Words were written like mercy 
on the hands. 

Why the face wears no smile? 
Hard core pornography of blueberries survives 
amidst the shooting and explosions. 
The nymphs were waiting in the heaven! 

Satish Verma