Aham Asmi... *

Satish Verma

Night melts into tears, 
day sums up the pain. 
A fear stalks the flute, 
and darkness falls on the drapes. 
I was lake, 
and I was sun. 

I held you on to my breast. 
give me your fangs, 
and give me your venom. 
I am blue and I am the death. 

Centuries of wounds 
and millions of scars. 
Silence of sky, 
and lull in the clouds. 
I am the storm, 
and I am the gale. 

* I am... I exist...