satishverma

LISTENING TO FORGIVE

A distended deceipt takes over, 
when you, 
you become the fear – 
under a distorted moon, tangled, 
unscripted. The damp nails 
scratching, 
on the skin of light 
after hurricane. 
Ruins stand on broken skulls 
praising the icy death 
bringing the race on brink. 

Killer smile shatters the wholeness 
of imagination. Letters dropp from memory. 
Words uneven, meanings disappear. 
you search 
the needle to stich the history.

Satish Verma