Sitting On A Cherry Tree Poem by Satish Verma

Sitting On A Cherry Tree



The fig and cherry
will always marry in shrouds.
Can god come in a disguise?

A wishbone walks to
meet a very wise mahatma.
Blues were always faithful.

You want to bless
a tiger after the crowd fell
apart while worshiping sins.

Saturday, September 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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