Saturday, February 6, 2016

Satya Pattnaik writes


I sail across the mind 

Where half wish and half desire
Always crave for the taste of ocean
Move alone for the dream
Treading miles of absurdity
With torn papers and broken pen

Glassy surface lures
Earthen skins ask for intense hunger
With hidden longing
Cut the piercing pleasure every now and then

Soul convulsed
Could not free the mind
A murky hour curls around
Scripting a shadowy play
Thorns pricking all the way

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