A Smile Falters

Satish Verma

You were collecting the 
clocks, to stall 
the time; for a pathless journey 
to nowhere. 

Quietly the colors 
start disappearing. Only 
a blank void 
hangs on the eyes. 

The body, is at work 
to teach the soul. Fat will 
singe the mind. You will 
never know, why did you suffer. 

My sleep was ordained 
to become eyeless. I 
will never watch the dreams. 
Blind spot snaps out the light. 

If I become you, the 
freeze will set in. 
The blackbirds are