The Great Dilemma

Folder: 
Satish Verma

Break your silence. 
Stay for me. 

Face-to-face, after 
my first inning, 
prey for me. 

To know the whole truth 
I will change the 
ecosystem. 

The fake reals, 
would become the change, 
you never wanted to see. 

Smitten by your verses 
I was in distress. The 
sexless army of thoughts 
stand in snaky queues― 
beating the big gods. 

A nickel for your 
eyes. Why they have become 
fathomless?