The Living Death

satishverma

Tonight, come for moon watch. 
I will show you the night birds. 

There was an impasse to find 
the missing link for peace. A story 
will not end in the water. A long 
border was interrupted by the 
wriggling snakes. 

Of flesh. I will talk about the panic now. 

You were collecting the flowers 
from the ashes of dehydrated body. 
I am leaving the race now, 
to pay the debt of death. 

A pink sky starts the endless struggle 
to retrieve the black sun.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 11th, 2018 18:35
  • Category: Nature
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  • KR

    I love this. Surreal in a way, calamity personified.

  • draculazy

    Beautiful work! - b



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