Green River Poem by Satish Verma

Green River



The red cherries.
You ask me to taste also
the acidic lips.

Cannot speak the -
language of eyes.
A city of tears.

Sun plays with shadows.
I keep walking towards
the green river.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 20 November 2012

the color scheme is apt! any way what is green river? If i let my imagination to fly, it may knock many doors in the clouds!

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 20 November 2012

the color scheme is apt! any way what is green river? If i let my imagination to fly, it may knock many doors in the clouds!

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