Satish Verma

Silver Star - 4,091 Points (5-6-1935)

Lipreading - Poem by Satish Verma

the silence in zero light,
flickers of sickle moon were

There was a conflict between
reason and
conscience. My father was

Where was the gold, he asked
walking with his wooden─
stick in jungle of tears?
I kept the door ajar.

A smoke engulfs my eyes.
Before he died, he took
a promise from me.
I would not be visible.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 7, 2014

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