Satish Verma

For human face of death 
umbilical cord need not 
extend. The darkness takes care of 
unblemished ghost of sun. 
Intergalactic scan remains unseared, 
trench warfare continues unabashedly. 

Between brothers, the greed calls 
for incendiary attacks, for total annihilation. 
To achieve the illusion, the blurred statement 
feeds the imagination. Deaddiction starts 
a race. Deafness of the tunnel. The black 
knees crawling on coals. 

No night was safe from the condemned suicide. 
The creator had the absurd designs. 
Why not now the confessional stick, 
to beat the darkness? Memory of light 
becoming stronger. Give me your hand 
to reach the ceremonial peak.