A Search Beyond Quest

Satish Verma

My thoughts halt at your lips 
beyond lies your silence 
to start a voyage in snowy dialogues 
to find a meaning of futile life 
and trash of the myths. 

Our entwined life has chosen 
consolation of past, 
We are still alive 
kicking and reveling. 

A shadow imitates the God 
meditates under the unyielding tree. 
The fugitive may find some greatness 
in insult. 
The vastness of loneliness 
ultimately takes over.