THE OTHER SMILE

by Satish Verma   Sep 21, 2014


Death will not measure
the height,
from which we fall.
Not being,
the psyche of primeval fear
finds its conscience -

subverts the softness
of moon-eyed life
with wealth of green blood
in brown bread.

And the white candle
burns at night
to send aurora borealis
in blue irises.

Satish Verma

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