How Much Certain You Were? Poem by Satish Verma
How Much Certain You Were?
Not reached anywhere.
In finding the meaning of life
a shadow falls in mirror.
Wanted to pick
your mind. Quantum leaps
in blood-stained feet.
Walking under foliage,
I don't understand why you
wouldn't taste the fruit.
What was the
brilliant thought to solve the
daily tragedy of life?
You want to become
forgetful in the crowd littered
with golden swords.
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