Let the body burnt
Let the smokes spread all over the holy site…
Preach the darkest word
And let it down on the grave yard….
I was born some time back
But didn’t feel ‘love, cold’
Didn’t see shadows over the ground
Only infected with some empty bliss
And cried
I am dead
I am dead
I tried to get rid of this morbid death
I used nostrum to bring back the lunas
-tendered pensive smile with green nuts
But still couldn’t decimate the
Insular path….
Then I touched my life
But not the way it has always been
Caparisoned with the scattered evening
But without giving it the single hint.
I made all the way like that,
Where millions heart can run…
Where the single corridor reach in the darkest past
And play with the desultory lusts.
I broke the slick leaves,
Trembled with the greedy streams
Make an invasion in my sick scream
And again throw myself in darkest meadow…..
Sunday, May 13, 2007
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