14 July, 2012

Leviathans

You had dug in deep 
to undo the garden. 
Civil war started 
between the yawning wounds. 

Whose side was time: 
in burning well of oil? 
The autocracy will bleed 
the earth till death. 

An island in the canal 
holds the ship of man. 
For whom flows the river 
in smouldering woods of hate? 

Each matter, antimatter, 
circles around the world, 
trembles under the eyelids 
and asks for a name.

Satish Verma

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