K K Srivastava
05-11-2010, 09:37 PM
Afternoon
with sadness on it’s back
makes us
so irrelevant-indifferent
there hinges
stillness of a cry
heaving through
unvanquished solitude
that has failed to chagrin us.
Rooflessness;
the greatest shelter
shying away slyly.
In your death,
humanity would make discoveries
with sadness on it’s back
makes us
so irrelevant-indifferent
there hinges
stillness of a cry
heaving through
unvanquished solitude
that has failed to chagrin us.
Rooflessness;
the greatest shelter
shying away slyly.
In your death,
humanity would make discoveries