YIN-YANG

A tremendous force moved them apart. 
They started moving in opposite direction, 
never to meet again. 

Negativity of flight 
took them to frightening heights. 
Like the two peaks 
temples apart. 

First causality was grace. 
Loaves of bread gave them carnal satisfaction. 
But gravity was taking its toll, 
like god moving from one body to another. 

The lungs started drowning in rib case 
gasping, panting. Father of all the mistakes 
now promised to stop 
the whole transparency. Life had become murkier. 

Who is going to move the world 
and resuscitate the renaissance 
from our bones?

Satish Verma