Treasure Island

Satish Verma

(5-6-1935)

A TEAR DROP


Dying daily in eternity
for it to be,
a tear dropp held all the pain of life.
You were lost in words,
between the phrases
time was in, time was out.

The color, the theme was fading,
a seduced century
contriving the reasons to commit
the destruction of self-being.
I was struggling to empty my mind
completely.

To remain human in the loneliness
of ruins
I want to walk straight.

Submitted: Friday, November 30, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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