Failed Immortality

Folder: 
Satish Verma

Blaze was coming to terms 
with pyrotechnic cascade. 
The dignity was emotionally drained out. 

The persona turned to anima, 
to find out the answer 
for quality verdict. 

A rogue mission had flattened 
the brain. The piano man was dead 
and climate was changing. 

The safe, warm and wrapped up 
seed, hiding in the mouth of a 
drowned moon exploded in the silent 

sea of telling thoughts. 
A trembling tongue will spurt 
out translated earth.