THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM

in Satish

It was a clouded heart. 
I was fidgeting with fate and 
there was no otherway, no way. 
I did not want to keep him waiting either, but 
I must be ready to receive the guest. 


Thief of pain was coming in the blizzard 
for a murky deal. I refuse to fall apart. 
The epitaph was incomplete and Emperor 
was demanding his due of golden sleep. Was it 
the worth of a new born. Sky was overcast. 


Taking the thought to its fossil home. Stings were 
sharp and the next stop was ocean. Water 
of funeral way. Still the sweet lips would 
haunt for the honey. Gone, the wax palace 
was gone, no body was going to light it.

Satish Verma

-----------------------

THE DEAD DREAM

It was a clouded heart. 
I was fidgeting with fate and 
there was no otherway, no way. 
I did not want to keep him waiting either, but 
I must be ready to receive the guest. 


Thief of pain was coming in the blizzard 
for a murky deal. I refuse to fall apart. 
The epitaph was incomplete and Emperor 
was demanding his due of golden sleep. Was it 
the worth of a new born. Sky was overcast. 


Taking the thought to its fossil home. Stings were 
sharp and the next stop was ocean. Water 
of funeral way. Still the sweet lips would 
haunt for the honey. Gone, the wax palace 
was gone, no body was going to light it.

Satish Verma

-----------------------

THE DEAD DREAM

It was a clouded heart. 
I was fidgeting with fate and 
there was no otherway, no way. 
I did not want to keep him waiting either, but 
I must be ready to receive the guest. 


Thief of pain was coming in the blizzard 
for a murky deal. I refuse to fall apart. 
The epitaph was incomplete and Emperor 
was demanding his due of golden sleep. Was it 
the worth of a new born. Sky was overcast. 


Taking the thought to its fossil home. Stings were 
sharp and the next stop was ocean. Water 
of funeral way. Still the sweet lips would 
haunt for the honey. Gone, the wax palace 
was gone, no body was going to light it.

Satish Verma

-----------------------

THE DEAD DREAM

It was a clouded heart. 
I was fidgeting with fate and 
there was no otherway, no way. 
I did not want to keep him waiting either, but 
I must be ready to receive the guest. 


Thief of pain was coming in the blizzard 
for a murky deal. I refuse to fall apart. 
The epitaph was incomplete and Emperor 
was demanding his due of golden sleep. Was it 
the worth of a new born. Sky was overcast. 


Taking the thought to its fossil home. Stings were 
sharp and the next stop was ocean. Water 
of funeral way. Still the sweet lips would 
haunt for the honey. Gone, the wax palace 
was gone, no body was going to light it.

Satish Verma

-----------------------

THE DEAD DREAM

It was a clouded heart. 
I was fidgeting with fate and 
there was no otherway, no way. 
I did not want to keep him waiting either, but 
I must be ready to receive the guest. 


Thief of pain was coming in the blizzard 
for a murky deal. I refuse to fall apart. 
The epitaph was incomplete and Emperor 
was demanding his due of golden sleep. Was it 
the worth of a new born. Sky was overcast. 


Taking the thought to its fossil home. Stings were 
sharp and the next stop was ocean. Water 
of funeral way. Still the sweet lips would 
haunt for the honey. Gone, the wax palace 
was gone, no body was going to light it.

Satish Verma

-----------------------

Author Box
Satish Verma has 1 articles online

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

Add New Comment

THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM, THE DEAD DREAM

Log in or Create Account to post a comment.
     
*
*
Security Code: Captcha Image Change Image
This article was published on 2010/10/21