satishverma

ON THIS SHORE OF LIFE

Death will not wait. 
Locked in bruises, 
I want eternity. 

Stinking pubes, 
micro to zerogravity. 
Kernel rises like a star. 

Touch was not real 
How far you will go? 
Earth was collapsing. 

My father was right, 
Don\'t climb to the peak, 
snow was melting. 

Love has no barriers 
Winter steals in like a thief 
one by one the knives are drawn.

Satish Verma