Honor On Sale Poem by Satish Verma
Honor On Sale
Coming of age
in dark waters of thoughts―
to swipe the moon.
Half-bread was
not sufficient for the earth.
We need some sky.
Words don't come
easy, from the scythe, to draw
a line on face.
Friday, November 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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5/2/2024 1:53:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Half-bread was not sufficient for the earth. We need some sky.....here is the essence of the poem. A beautiful philosophical poem nicely executed.