NEUTRAL

I will need 
some new words today. 
To say what I did not want to say, 
scratching at the surface of truth. 
I do not fight with meanings. 
A shade between two borders of lies 
between right and wrong. The eyes 
will speak for the fierceness of hurts 
carrying the fear of unknown. 
It is, or was it drifting? 

The declining time or sliding years 
whichever was true, 
will find a fallen tree 
in a flowing river, 
when I was still searching the sandbar 
My sane world has no desire.

Satish Verma