LEGITIMACY

No plaques? 
No head stones? 
He did not start the inferno. 
It was a misspelt agony 
in purple ruins. 
Pain had no other name! 

While thinking of him 
I evacuated the matter, 
completed the circle beyond solitude. 
More I did not break the silence 
worse was the grief! 

Meaningless threats 
had no relevance. 
I recaptured the color of stars, 
glory of flames, 
beauty of crucial controversy. 

I was repeating the legitimacy 
of alphabets. 
Greatness was the idea of mediocres. 
Every thought had the dignity 
of its own!

Satish Verma