Keith D’Sa’s poem untitled appeared here in May 2013.
Beauty Lost
By Keith D’Sa
Beauty Lost
By Keith D’Sa
In a maze
of the now and the absurd
grows a single flower,
of the now and the absurd
grows a single flower,
Much like a tumor
upon an unsuspecting organ.
Chariot wheels and cartwheels
All trample this being;
weeds are treated better.
In this maze of reality and
The surreal, a wandering soul
stands long enough to stare
as the world’s beauty is
Lost.