UNENDING WAR

Preparing jaggery from palm juice 
the resistance is splashed on face 
for the vision of peace. A pre-emptive 

trapeze breaks the monotomy of transsexuals. 
Intimes of peril the ancient conflict 
becomes a broker to fire the night. A ball 

of smoke betrays a human failure in 
nostalgic days. The intense brown eyes 
water with stark fear the incoming 

rockets. This war will not end. A conduit 
of fierce emotions always identifies the man 
with personal faith. No overt blood or sweat 

figures it out. Torrents of bullets have 
no inclination to halt the wolves. A city 
cries. The siren screams again!

Satish Verma