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Laughing Skull

Laughing Skull

By: Satish Verma | Feb 18, 2010 | 257 words | 312 views
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Name was more beautiful than the face. 
It was charisma of night. 
A dream without the eyes. 

Laughing skull on the road 
opens a wound, 
and dying footprints were neither consenting 
nor refusing. 

A faticity clamps the flow of blood, 
I was counting the stitches, 
somewhere the pain was reappearing. 

Interpersonal hate had a story to tell: 
greed, anger and bullets. 
The legs were chopped off from truth. 
He was not faithful to sun. 

In my heart lies a trapped river. 
Its history is old, its water was humble. 
Uncontaminated was the knock on the door 
to a melting of white snow.

Satish Verma

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LAUGHING SKULL

Name was more beautiful than the face. 
It was charisma of night. 
A dream without the eyes. 

Laughing skull on the road 
opens a wound, 
and dying footprints were neither consenting 
nor refusing. 

A faticity clamps the flow of blood, 
I was counting the stitches, 
somewhere the pain was reappearing. 

Interpersonal hate had a story to tell: 
greed, anger and bullets. 
The legs were chopped off from truth. 
He was not faithful to sun. 

In my heart lies a trapped river. 
Its history is old, its water was humble. 
Uncontaminated was the knock on the door 
to a melting of white snow.

Satish Verma

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LAUGHING SKULL

Name was more beautiful than the face. 
It was charisma of night. 
A dream without the eyes. 

Laughing skull on the road 
opens a wound, 
and dying footprints were neither consenting 
nor refusing. 

A faticity clamps the flow of blood, 
I was counting the stitches, 
somewhere the pain was reappearing. 

Interpersonal hate had a story to tell: 
greed, anger and bullets. 
The legs were chopped off from truth. 
He was not faithful to sun. 

In my heart lies a trapped river. 
Its history is old, its water was humble. 
Uncontaminated was the knock on the door 
to a melting of white snow.

Satish Verma

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Author Description :

Satish Verma is ferociously original. You feel resentment, outrage and violence, cannot pin it down but wonderfully spin your brain. Satish has the greatest sensibility which sweetly exploits the delicacies of human conflicts.  His scions, doctors and engineers are living in USA. He chose to live back in his beloved country and resides in Ajmer (INDIA) with his spouse Kanta running the Charitable Holistic Institute of SEWA MANDIR FOUNDATION. He can also be reached at kantasatish@gmail.com. 5-A ii, Mayoor Colony, Alwar Gate, Ajmer – 305007 INDIA Mobile +91 9829071468

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