Tortured Times

satishverma

You wanted him alive.
To witness the evolution of
man into beast.

Hounds start yowling,
one after the other―
in dark.

Why do I break the coconut to―
celebrate the death of a god?

It was that simple as
an orchird opens its bizarre labellum
to trap the sun.

A paperweight against
an argument, shatters the window.

The bluebird
refuses to sing.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 4th, 2020 21:37
  • Category: Nature
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