Satish Verma

Gold Star - 38,160 Points (5-6-1935)

A Very Hurt Poem - Poem by Satish Verma

Last night
moon was following me
discreetly,
skirting behind the trees.

A white splendor
drips,
like a dropped coin
on poor’s hand.

Did you see the blood
on roses?
The petals were wounded
in rain.

Casual violence
spreads in the streets.
I write a very hurt
poem.


Comments about A Very Hurt Poem by Satish Verma

  • (3/3/2009 10:05:00 AM)


    i like it it hits everything right on the nose (Report) Reply

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  • (4/4/2008 1:47:00 AM)


    sad though, but invokes the pathos we all are facing these days..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 3, 2008



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