In Celebration

Satish Verma

The giant pain was nameless. 
Held captive in 
tearless screaming. 

I have come back in 
my deserted home. 

The sitting peace was unstable. 

Never I will say, 
I do, going outside the 
accepted boundaries. 

No honour killing. 

Misfit for the slot, you were 
making your own sky, where 
you seek liberation 
from twilight zones.