Wake Up Call Poem by Sanjay Mehta

Wake Up Call

Rating: 5.0


His pain
For me
Disdain
Till
It
Touches my grain.

Arise
From slumber
For
His pain
His pain
Can.......................
Will be...................
Yes !
Is my pain
Maim
Maim
Maimed
By HIS pain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allemagne Roßmann 14 September 2012

Sublime and to be honest an exquisite piece of poetry.Well done SIr.....

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The 'he' in the lines remains to be a person still to be sketched out for better analysis of what makes him. I liked your play with the chosen words and found the alliteration remarkably strengthening the short piece. Thank you for asking to comment

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