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Fury Of Juggler
A primordial fear takes over.
These pathways are not reaching anywhere.
I am leaving blank papers
for you.
This was dark matter,
you start dying from birth.
A fireball sails through you
reaching for the shadow of the soul.
The seawall collides with hurricane
shattering the window panes,
of temporal lobes.
And I am the salt,
I am the eye.
The sky is stepping down from heaven
which never was.
Man was the destroyer
man was god.
* On the eve of HURRICANE IKE striking GLAVESTONE and HOUSTON on night of 12th Sept.2008
poem
by
Satish Verma
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