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I climb up the stairs to know
I climb up the stairs to know

How much you need

between nothing and a thing?

Grasshoppers are storming the sky

in inverted outwardness.

They will breed in millions

and then die to become the delicacy

on the platter of man.

From basic instinct to martyrdom

Insects dont eat.

Violence was middle name of lust

Homo sapiens was walking again on all fours

hurling the abuse, grabbing the flame

becoming the god of oppressed and approved

words are crawling everywhere.

My fingers are burnt, my poem bleeds

give me some water, some real cool.

Lake is on fire, god is on run.

Clouds are empty and sun is an abstract.

Frame is broken, portrait missing.

Satish Verma --------------- MISSING PORTRAIT

I climb up the stairs to know

How much you need

between nothing and a thing?

Grasshoppers are storming the sky

in inverted outwardness.

They will breed in millions

and then die to become the delicacy

on the platter of man.

From basic instinct to martyrdom

Insects dont eat.

Violence was middle name of lust

Homo sapiens was walking again on all fours

hurling the abuse, grabbing the flame

becoming the god of oppressed and approved

words are crawling everywhere.

My fingers are burnt, my poem bleeds

give me some water, some real cool.

Lake is on fire, god is on run.

Clouds are empty and sun is an abstract.

Frame is broken, portrait missing.

Satish Verma --------------- MISSING PORTRAIT

I climb up the stairs to know

How much you need

between nothing and a thing?

Grasshoppers are storming the sky

in inverted outwardness.

They will breed in millions

and then die to become the delicacy

on the platter of man.

From basic instinct to martyrdom

Insects dont eat.

Violence was middle name of lust

Homo sapiens was walking again on all fours

hurling the abuse, grabbing the flame

becoming the god of oppressed and approved

words are crawling everywhere.

My fingers are burnt, my poem bleeds

give me some water, some real cool.

Lake is on fire, god is on run.

Clouds are empty and sun is an abstract.

Frame is broken, portrait missing.

Satish Verma ---------------

MISSING PORTRAIT

By: Satish Verma

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