Satish Verma

Gold Star - 27,258 Points (5-6-1935)

Ambulating Pain - Poem by Satish Verma

A candid confession from you,
when your identity started protruding
from innocent rage.
You were accepting defeat
without a fight.

The lips tell the grief of human failure,
your prudence propped up
by Prozac.
A beautiful collection of anxieties
adorned on the shelf of life.

A cruise in veins
to dispel the high cholesterol
dewy-eyed mirror
and ambulating pain.

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Comments about Ambulating Pain by Satish Verma

  • Lantz Pierre (2/2/2017 3:57:00 AM)

    Rage
    The river knew no other course. It caressed rocks and was turned back on itself. It waited for the rain and flung itself against the shores, thinking only of escape, it gathered itself from the sky. And slipped downstream alternately angry and calm. (Report) Reply

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  • (10/14/2007 12:30:00 AM)


    Some solid lines in here. Work on the development, the cohesion. best care, sjg (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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