I WAS CLOSING THE WEEPING CHAPTER

satishverma

When terror strikes, 
fear inside you 
makes a hissing sound, 
breaks the vessel. 
Pain spurts out. 

Your limbs swell like sapphires 
in a naked suffering. 
You were searching the face 
of your dead brother on burning ghat. 

And then on, it pours. 
Babies were burning in incubators. 
Blasts devouring the eyes, 
ears and noses. 

But the dredging will continue. 
Irrespective of ocean of death 
leaping to fragile shores 
till the waves send back the relics. 

Whom shall I call for condolence 
in the thick of fog? 
I was closing the weeping chapter.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 9th, 2013 23:17
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