Burying The Past Poem by Satish Verma

Burying The Past



A trivial pain
becomes a storm, severes the
words, bleeds the truth.

My legacy travels
with you to discover the ruins
of forgiven mistakes.

Do we belong to
primates, in evolution from
humanoid to god?

Wednesday, May 20, 2020
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Kumarmani Mahakul 21 May 2020

Your legacy travels with you to discover the ruins. No more pain acquires the path rather joyous mood helps you to proceed. A brilliant poem is excellently penned.

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