The Essence Poem by Satish Verma

The Essence

Rating: 5.0


I would be time.
You were the space. It
happens in scars.

Back and forth, I will
touch your absolute truth.
Bruises weep.

All the comings
and goings were vague.
Who will stand the ground?

Friday, September 27, 2019
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 28 September 2019

Such a perceptive piece of work, sir Satish...

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Ratnakar Mandlik 27 September 2019

" All the comings and goings were vague who will stand the ground." An intricate life song, philosophical as also intriguing. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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