Breaking The Golden Leash

Satish Verma

Float seamlessly in dark. 
Come in my arms, 
like a cloud― 
like a moon. 

The cult will live 
on for eternity to 
meet the challenger. 

The objector had 
the flatfoot. Will walk 

In eerie silence― 
an agile titan was going 
to vilify himself. 

Conscientiously I 
wanted to feel you once 
in my verses. 

No virtue, no sin 
was needed to come to 
the lips of an abyss.