Satish Verma

Gold Star - 43,087 Points (5-6-1935)

Drought In Riverbed - Poem by Satish Verma

A randon creation
convulsed by grief.
Death of a pendant was not able
to recall the cleavage.

Kosher scream, the grandchildren
will not know the fakes of
reality show,

pure as honey, then the
scratching starts: look the tiger
was sitting on the branch.

Miracles will happen again
when the prince manipulates
the throne.

The dust melts in the local crowd.
Amid droughts there was a rivalary
to pick up the left over grains in field
between urchins and squirrels!


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 3, 2010



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