Little By Little

It was unfair.

The uncanny animals
are leaving an impact
on human beings.

Under the sway
of absurdity poetics
also comes.

I try to decipher the knot.

Do you know what
you become, when you laugh
like a mockingbird?

My only angel, who
has dropped by the earth
to see me in twilight.

The heart of palm,
you will not eat without me.

Unspoken words
come on the trembling lips.

Satish Verma