Give Back My Jail Poem by Satish Verma
Give Back My Jail
No foreign hand
helped me. What was motivated?
I stressed my poems to come near the moon.
I don't know, how to
take revenge. The pain of
leaving water. My boat was burning.
From all ages, I fought
for unique freedom to talk from the moon
of individual independence.
Thursday, September 19, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,leaving,life,moon
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