Path Between The Nights

Folder: 
Satish Verma

O human face, 

coming from the furry past; 
now I want you to 
become, my death. 

The naked ape, has 
started hiding the tainted 
shirt, loses battle, 
and becomes beast again. 

The acid attacks on 
the nascent roses, I see 
the ruins of frozen dreams. 
Will you fetch the moonlight? 

Carrying the cross, I choke 
on my words. The lovers 
will never be the same.