WISDOM

I will deceive the immortality 
in my inadequacy, between myself 
and a messy belief. 

The sky cracks open. 
One unreal moon 
slaps the dark clouds. 

You want to rest on my shoulder 
till eternity. 
The silence leads to nothingness. 

Over the rifts, space and time 
eyes stalk the hands. 
You cannot write your name. 

You will not move a step, 
I will not stay for long. 
The distance will defend us both.

Satish Verma