REVOLUTION

Riveted: 
the ducks went into a howl. 
A shirtless moon was walking 
on the lake. 
Darts had started moving 
towards blue lips. 

Gale was not able to speak. 
Unthinkable: 
sky will explode now, in stars. 
Gambling with water, cheating 
the fireflies 
in dark bush. 

Who was illegitimate on 
the blanket? 
The child was crying for the 
lost coin. 
King wanted the sun to hide behind the monolith; 
his statue was being pulled down.

Satish Verma