Dimpled Pains

Folder: 
Satish Verma

The life within, looks
like a sequelae of a mysterious flame
like a magpie singing in and out..

We all are like flycatchers
looming on a beautiful garden to find
a mating place in an invisible paradise.

I am not about to speak
about how the static tunnel begins before it
is drowned on the way to the moon.