Treasure Island

Sanjeev Kumar

(Jamshedpur, India)

The Life Of The Verse


The congestions of the travel sphere seeks an appointment,
For the dynamics of love least understood, lectured, leaked,
And, ill-forgotten with the boundaries of conjugated space-time,
Structures leaving the harrowing of the spatial shifts, manipulating
The chronology of the passes made, mazy, making carpingly similar,
Dissimilar opinions, weaving a matrix of not-so four walled corners, wait!
The multi-dimensional volumetric flask spinnerets, fending the energies,
Off the edge, suckling the matter in, ah! Relaxing the looped energy,
A funnel seeks equilibrium with the energy and the matter.
The origins swerve in and out, marking the compelling complexions,
Of the heart that connects the womb of life of the universe.
The carafe that satiates the seeking heart, for the life of the verse.

Submitted: Saturday, May 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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