Satish Verma

Silver Star - 4,070 Points (5-6-1935)

A Tree House - Poem by Satish Verma

The rubble was still rising
after the direct hit. The
private dens were in ruins.
Salicin? Do you know the─

willow-bark? My father said,
the spirit of the tree healed
and removed the suffering
and pain of man.

Celebrating the cease of
fire, death moves in a circle,
seeking the truce between the─
cage free neighbours.

Don’t pull out the tubers, the
roots. The ancient souls─
live in them. The psyche, you
will have to read off mute greens.

Ask the questions. From the wounded
earth, will be an electric response.

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  • Rookie - 21 Points Suman Kumar Das (3/15/2014 10:14:00 AM)

    Plant trees and save environment! ................very beautifully crafted, Sir.............Liked it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

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