Till The Ceremony

Satish Verma

I accept, my defeat― 
in the hands of Ariel. 

You start hiding from your 
own chrysanthemums. 

Trying to merge the agony 
with the diminutive flight. 

The tale of a big fall from 
the height of assimilation― 

I will go all the way to 
challenge the unknown fear. 

The passage was full of 
bumps, slowing the pace of kisses.