What comparison?
What comparison?
The displaced years
cling
to your body
like an extended death.
I wanted to see
what could not be seen
by clutching.
the lifeless doubts.
Emotions play:
potentials are threatened.
Remaining alert becomes a
punishment. I grieve for the dementia,
the night yawns. The walking trees
start swapping the roots. Folds of sorrow
whisper of morality.
The apocalyptic prophecy wants to know:
"Have you ever seen the hell? "
Satish Verma
------------------------------------------------------------
WHAT COMPARISON?
The displaced years
cling
to your body
like an extended death.
I wanted to see
what could not be seen
by clutching.
the lifeless doubts.
Emotions play:
potentials are threatened.
Remaining alert becomes a
punishment. I grieve for the dementia,
the night yawns. The walking trees
start swapping the roots. Folds of sorrow
whisper of morality.
The apocalyptic prophecy wants to know:
"Have you ever seen the hell? "
Satish Verma
------------------------------------------------------------
WHAT COMPARISON?
The displaced years
cling
to your body
like an extended death.
I wanted to see
what could not be seen
by clutching.
the lifeless doubts.
Emotions play:
potentials are threatened.
Remaining alert becomes a
punishment. I grieve for the dementia,
the night yawns. The walking trees
start swapping the roots. Folds of sorrow
whisper of morality.
The apocalyptic prophecy wants to know:
"Have you ever seen the hell? "
Satish Verma
------------------------------------------------------------
WHAT COMPARISON?
The displaced years
cling
to your body
like an extended death.
I wanted to see
what could not be seen
by clutching.
the lifeless doubts.
Emotions play:
potentials are threatened.
Remaining alert becomes a
punishment. I grieve for the dementia,
the night yawns. The walking trees
start swapping the roots. Folds of sorrow
whisper of morality.
The apocalyptic prophecy wants to know:
"Have you ever seen the hell? "
Satish Verma
------------------------------------------------------------
WHAT COMPARISON?
The displaced years
cling
to your body
like an extended death.
I wanted to see
what could not be seen
by clutching.
the lifeless doubts.
Emotions play:
potentials are threatened.
Remaining alert becomes a
punishment. I grieve for the dementia,
the night yawns. The walking trees
start swapping the roots. Folds of sorrow
whisper of morality.
The apocalyptic prophecy wants to know:
"Have you ever seen the hell? "
Satish Verma
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