For Nothing

satishverma

You broaden your desire 
base, by legitimacy, 
ignoring the will of 
storm-ravaged sea. 

As the sun meets the 
falcon, I will give you─ 
a call, that demons were 
entering into the dreams. 

The time stoops to pick- 
up the wounded peacocks. 
The red hibiscus will write 
your name on the wall of bricks. 

This was a swan song 
before our parting. The 
darkness will find the stars 
hiding behind the strewn─ 

feathers of blind moon.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2017 22:38
  • Category: Nature
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  • Nicholas Browning

    A little sad, it feels. Certainly exquisite in both flow and scheme. Well done.



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