Dwarfing Wheels Poem by Satish Verma
Dwarfing Wheels
My path, where
do I go? Do not like the milestones.
Endlessly I move not to find my destiny.
Buddha comes again
sleeping. I get my thoughts in drowsing
words. They come one by one like swallows.
Will I ever get the truth
at the end of the circle? Where the horizon
finishes? Are you ready to changes your body?
Sunday, April 7, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,life
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