de……..

satishverma

When hope returns, will you be in 
alternative mind? 

Like a praying mantis brooding for a prey 
in a bowl of momentum while I have a 
sense of alienation collecting a cloud of 

Memories ripping open the gates of tears 
and blood for the human cost of dementia; 
the disorientation was not complete in 

Orthomolecular state, a suicidal visit will also 
not bring the diagnosis of pain and iridium hole 
of perception in a concentration camp for 
searching a bomber base, whether milk thistle 

Drags the fears out of the bodies and heals. 
I would not come back to hemiplegic wisdom 
of the land that was lost centuries back to 
occuping, omnipresent knowledge, the eagle 
had burned his wings in holy fire!

Satish Verma

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 6th, 2012 23:38
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