The Myth Of Domain

satishverma

Tension grips:
when you try to open
the jarred doors-

of the death.
It was on old friend,
on the cusp-

selling the dirt.
Was it the ending of
the beginning?

Who will go
beyond the dead
to find the immortal?

You have left
many cantos unfinished.
I will try, will try

to join the dots,
the dashes,
the parentheses.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 30th, 2017 22:13
  • Category: Nature
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