Whose Fault? Poem by Satish Verma
Whose Fault?
Coming of age―
the ruins,
now want to
dismantle the man.
A crypt
behind the crypt
will be opened to
invite the goddess
of wealth.
I remained poor
being a seeker.
Where did you reach
floating in
river of blindness?
Wednesday, August 9, 2017
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5/1/2024 7:30:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Insightful and philosophical musings. Thanks. I remained poor / being a seeker. Where did you reach / floating in / river of blindness?