Do Not Favour

I calculate the deaths
inconceivable to save the shame
of trembling poinsettias.

Sometimes I start
walking to reach the horizon
where the panther wears parchment.

What was the coercive
action of monks, who would
remain hungry till sun sleep?

People die in war. Warriors wear masks to look soft. Those who can pacify wait till the right moment.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003