Analyzing Myself Poem by Satish Verma
Analyzing Myself
Rating: ★5.0
What was the infinity
of pain in everyday life? At night
I scramble to catch moon!
You were always invisible
I collect dust under your feet.
Wanted to become like you O Buddha.
Sometimes you cry
silently in sun under sky. The
shade of Bo tree burns.
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
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4/30/2024 6:41:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice poem with philosophical undertone, I liked it.10++