Satish Verma

Veteran Poet - 1,451 Points (5-6-1935)

Plasmolyzed - Poem by Satish Verma

This was a troubling concept─
to start a dress rehearsal,
of ethnic cleansing.

Something pokes out─
on the tail end of the story.
There was no heart in the game.

You are driven like a─
flock of sheep. The shepherd
lives in the fortress of slogans.

A placebo effect was quite-
evident. Everybody was
drunk on sugar pills.

Unadulterated, the swearing─
had become genetic. You start
walking on the burning coals.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 14, 2014


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