Turn Off The Lights Poem by Satish Verma

Turn Off The Lights

Rating: 5.0


What you give becomes
silver to come around. The gold nuggets stick
to me. Why you were crazy about the whole moon?

The critique says why
the hunger opens the mouth. The mask
will protect all the unused words.

The sacred pain was mine.
I am indebted to you that before I bled,
you came running to make me rich.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 08 June 2021

I am indebted to you that before I bled, you came running to make me rich......significant! !

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