satishverma

Curiosity

The invisible
throws a visible image
without a tether.
Do you see the god?

Was a matter of faith?
You tie a thread on the wall. Longing
finally reaches climax. Gravity
defies a flying dream.

You had erred, yet
failed to accept the guilt.
A scariest moment was,
when you entered the morph.

It was a U-turn. Robots
will dictate the polity. You
alight on a rostrum; like
a lovely pink swallow.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 26th, 2017 21:47
  • Category: Nature
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Comments1

  • willyweed

    very nice I won't say what this reminded me of, but yes that's it. Nice and deep work. WW



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