Please Poem by Satish Verma

Please

Rating: 3.0


Blood - mother, go
to moon and ask for a
spoon of silver.

Am still waiting.
Siege was unstable.
Austerity ends.

I am free now
to dance in skin of night,
shedding my shirt of dirt.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alexander Coppedge 20 February 2013

Very coclorful terms and phrases in this art The poet extend outside the realm of norm

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