TO HOPE POST 26/11!
(Let them kill, who can boast of no life…)

Those broken hinges…
Open out to nowhere.
The vultured sky recoils in its own circle
The roads dare not convey journeys
The milestone spells out naught.

The wrecked shrapnel
Inked with unsuspecting blood
The whorey cartridges sewn into burnt flesh
…smell of no victory!

The hooded faces
Can shroud all, but the coward.
Fear but, turns upon itself-
In retributive gloom.

The only light that flickers
And seeks linear momentum
…of hope…
The only door that opens,
Is…
In, you!

Travel beyond it, explore it, celebrate it, be it...!

The horizon of life,
Sees no setting sun,
It rises,
Rises beyond life!

Let them feed off the flesh then
Let them shine with sins in the daylight moon
Let them ravage the flesh
The flesh…poisoned with HOPE!