Satish Verma

Bronze Star - 2,406 Points (5-6-1935)

Holding The Waves - Poem by Satish Verma

Poverty of thoughts
beats you endlessly.
What was the other form of violence?

Body of water bursts.
There was an absentee lover
trying to overtop the levee.

Pounding of chest
was figurative.
Someone was dying of hunger.

It was a great paradox.
The eagle was rising
for a sudden dive.

Labyrinthine. An intricate
argument. From which-
side will come the death?

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013


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