When speed overtakes you, incision on <br />black marble crashes. Before the moonrise <br />your bygone sister falls in your arms <br />crying. <br /> <br />Babydeath had jumped from the second <br />floor to meet the earthquake of icy <br />forgetfulness in wild fire. A landslide <br />wanted to know, who was to be blamed? <br /> <br />Wind is split on two counts.One was <br />the lazy sun and second were the clouds <br />in absence. An evil eye has a theme of <br />breeding resentment of withdrawl from a romantic hug. <br /> <br />Tossed in a deathbin, a snail tries to <br />climb on a hot wall of bonelight. <br /> <br /> <br />Satish Verma<br /><br />Satish Verma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crisscross-2/
