The Triade

satishverma

In war of attrition
with moon,
you need a black eye.

The stars blinked.
A milkyway changed its stance
and went on fast track.

The sense of sky
was changing. Earth
decided to take off the veil.

I was not engaging
any contradictions. Let the turmoil
throw up an alternative.

It was seen coming.
The blind snakes
starting an intrepid attack.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 22nd, 2017 22:40
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 7
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