Under the Holiness

You will demonise to
remove the grief. Keep yourself
with lotus. I'm knitting a new moon.

To disengage, don't go
too far. Can you drink your own venom?
Too pure. Voiceless. Catching red flames?

The imperial pain. You
gather the pine needles and lay on the

The poet feels that in the name of doing good a lot of bad is being done.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003