Away from Home

by Satish Verma

Non-thinking was a tremendous effort,
I scratched the years one by one.
Between you and me was a river,
it has gone now.

Are you beyond the imagination?
My eyelids bleed,
and there is a painful punctuation.

Give me fireflies, it is too dark here.
The future tense, is not relevant now.

Present is very tense.
Books fail to open the lyrics.
I am lonely in the prints.
Life makes a big leap
for the sake of splash.

I place the candles in the wind,
away from the home, which never was.
Going where the memories
had seedless interiors.

Emptiness sings
For space refuses to be filled in.

16-May-2012

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