A Smile Was Raped

satishverma

A pinch of moon 
in the glass of my wine. 

I was looking at xerophytes 
in timeless zone. 

Like vampire bats hanging 
down from a branch, till eternity. 

What a tenacity, I would say. 
The world was not going to end. 

I would also not like the continuity 
of any drift or agitation. 

You make the water silted. 
Truth of baby innocense─ 

takes birth again and again 
even the dark energy or 

dark matter overwhelms.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 17th, 2017 23:38
  • Category: Nature
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