HYPENS

satishverma

Hired time felt that terminal import 
was cloaked, and we were not ready 
for the consolation. 
Our conscience was giving a terrible blow 
because world was not interested in knowing 
why the man went outside of truth. 

Who is deceiving whom? Closing the eye 
while answering some question, you find 
that shadows are not exiled. 

Transparency of skull does not 
betray the thoughts. 
Clumsily you cover the swollen wounds 
with a cap of innocence. 
Eyes are searching for the snakes 
I hold my rope and trap 
It is flooding my ripe age!

Satish Verma

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 29th, 2013 20:17
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