Satish Verma

Silver Star - 3,523 Points (5-6-1935)

The Stinging Withdrawl - Poem by Satish Verma

Barefoot you reach
for candidacy to
get partitioned.
The hatred had divided
the grass.

The suspense
was intense when
earth failed to
accept the─

A drinking─
cloud will settle
the score with
the flames.

Consequently the─
sky falls on
all the roses, making
your vision blurred.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 7, 2014

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