Satish Verma

Veteran Poet - 1,181 Points (5-6-1935)

Anger Within - Poem by Satish Verma

A gem cutter
takes a pause
and finds the hate of a locked house.

The words scream
and hurl a propensity for violence
becoming an aphorism.

A pithy precipitation
was delayed. The seeds in desert
will not be able to catch the light.

I am still lonely
making peace with rain of arrows
coming from nowhere.


Comments about Anger Within by Satish Verma

  • Silver Star - 4,289 Points Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (7/15/2012 10:03:00 PM)

    I am still lonely
    making peace with rain of arrows
    coming from nowhere.
    Satish Verma,
    It seems to be not so energetic, but I think that solitary mind seeks for the challenges! Good! Be sportive as usual, Sir. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, July 16, 2012


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