Disaster

satishverma

The cult, the─ 
rape were also in play, 
when Icarus flew out of Crete. 

Carrying the sky 
on your shoulders when 
you were burning. 

After visitation 
I will write a poem 
on the triumph of failure. 

The dialect of body 
will tear down the bed 
unlearning the love. 

Whom would─ 
you believe in distress 
unforgiving the sword.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 11th, 2017 22:44
  • Category: Nature
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Comments1

  • Nicholas Browning

    This is very cryptic. I've read the story of Icarus. Nice stuff, well done.



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