You are Trembling

It was not a rope.
O venomous reptile, I am not your man.
After a colossal fall, the poem bursts in a flame.

The border sun was very
shy. Something is missing in your eyes.
Animalism prevails. No human love.

A nameless pain speaks.
You want to carry all the pains of
humanity to the laughing Buddha?

In spite of so much of growth in civilized behaviour still animalism prevails in man.  

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003