THE HUNT HAD FAILED

The symbols delivered the hunger 
and desire cleaved the hearts. 
Fragile peace for collective 
anguish was not a substitute. 
Moment to moment 
truth revealed your hand. 
In desperation I searched 
for destiny, not path. 

Inadequately I clothed my fate. 
Did not believe in organised mirrors. 
Less than a peak, 
I climbed to happiness. 
No idols, no idolatory 
my passivity took applause, 
hungry thoughts 
indulged in deep search. 

The imperishable freedom, 
a road to absolute 
oneness was so close, 
you faltered. 
The transcription of internal peace went crazy. 
Poorly lit blood in veins circulated in circles. 
The hunt had failed.

Satish Verma