Death Was Not Safe Poem by Satish Verma
Death Was Not Safe
Rating: ★5.0
Endless, this was a
romantic murder, in the orchard
of berries blue, black and red.
The prophets will not
return. I will carry fireflies in
my folded hands for the rival darkness.
The pain deepens. Community
was disintegrating. Newborn words
try to overrun. I look at the stars.
Monday, February 28, 2022
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4/25/2024 9:55:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This commentary on the contemporary realities is quite disturbing. Profound aesthetics. Loved it. Top score