A Smile Was Raped

by Satish Verma   Jun 8, 2018


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.

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