Stillness Prevails

Your mind in ruins,
body moves like a fish
in my embrace.
My pain were you.

We are a mixed
breed, stealing the
smiles from the face of
moon and sun.

In a mood swing
you search a white rose
with pearly dew drops.
A cry pierces the earth.

A fist becomes mascot.
There would be
no comeback. I will give
you a gift of hijab
ready to steal the titan.

Come if you can,
barefoot on cinders.

Satish Verma