I Will Go Back Poem by Satish Verma

I Will Go Back



The water drinks you
slowly in exile. Your land is thirsty.
I carry my pain behind my heart.

The memory remembers only
the burials. You cannot forget your
image. Time kills the lips.

I am always conscious. Questions
bite. Why you need self-deception? Ultimately
you get your answer in the dust.

Monday, April 24, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: lips,memory
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