Satish Verma

Gold Star - 37,246 Points (5-6-1935)

Imperiously - Poem by Satish Verma

A downy mildew.
I will undress
the leaves.

Leaving the truth
at your door,
trespassing the moon.

When a house
was felled, why were
you collecting the blueberries?

Now, a brown poem
will write your name
on the guillotine.

An ocean apart
a voice booms
a shame for an empire.

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  • (11/26/2013 8:03:00 AM)

    a shame for the empire..very powerful kick... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

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