O Blood, O Tears Poem by Satish Verma

O Blood, O Tears

Rating: 5.0


I will search you again
in the mudslide of truth. The
endless thirst makes the earth run.

When you recite my
poems, a black hole opens the―
mouth to suck them in. I let the stars weep.

A deep darkness descends
to test the power of buried light
in the grave of white lies.

Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
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M Asim Nehal 13 August 2020

Fantastic poem with great imagery and silken words. Enjoyed the poem.10++

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