Be Deceived

satishverma

Living a death daily, 
becomes a normal chore. It was an intense 
realization about the ephimerality 
of words, the message appearing, 
import dying. 

The sparks in your eyes 
ignite the earth, 
without defiling the blue sky. 
It was most elemental. 

Walking, chatting 
green flames― convey a denial 
of condensed thoughts. No 
milky way. Farewell to tears. 

Until you come, the stars, 
the moon will not brighten my 
kingdom. A peeled off enigma 
still prevails. 

There was no daymare.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2018 20:14
  • Category: Nature
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  • Abora

    beautiful writing. the last stanza is my favorite

  • Neville

    yes indeed... a most impressive write and thoughtfully enjoyed...



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