Seductive Death Poem by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

When anger kisses its intensity
And the intensity loses its usual control
Over the border of a fortified mind,
Insanity freely sneaks inside the vault
And starts playing fire with life
Burning to ashes all the zest and zeal.

The land of Death appears so seductive
Easily accessible for a safe landing
A dark alley flashes, dying to welcome
The bird badly fallen from the nest
Or freed from existential bond of love
Or from the shackles of ethereal affinity.

- Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar