Talking of morality abuse
and implanting of false truth,
words stammer.
A fiery birth after
the mist. I intend to collect
the dark energy of beyond.
A pillow dance waits
for the inevitable death.
Only one eye will see the moon.
You bend back,
open the eyes thirstily.
Let Venus unwrap the breast-
and start swimming
in gunmetal sky for the final
journey of delinquent mind.
Satish Verma