FUTURE HIDES

It should not have come early; 
the death, had insulted the terrible suffering. 
Shadows were lengthening. 

I wanted to live 
in infinite nothingness 
of the wrong time. 
Hope was not 
a perforated dimension, 
it was my religion. 

When nobody was there 
truth was walking with me. 
A strange tragedy 
was visible only to me. 

The future hides in my face. 
The terror is too much 
with us. No frown of earth 
defies the questions of past.

Satish Verma