FAILED PERFORMANCE

For death of conflicts, 
and conflicts of death, 
the coming of cessation, I was waiting. 
Tomorrow must come 
before eternity, 
that inness, I will come to terms with one day. 

The absoluteness of certainties 
creates a danger of half-truths. 
An intelligent mind suffers _ 
in ther era of hoaxes and contradictions. 
The happenings of existence 
continue without dignity. 

Hand-picked rainbow is dumped 
face down in shallow creek, 
drugged, raped and abandoned 
to lose colours in water. 
When the sky hangs on the shore 
the blue sea sends the condolence. 

The sharp cleavage of silicon breasts 
weeps for a failed performance.

Satish Verma