Kick The Doors Poem by Satish Verma
Kick The Doors
If the past was
innocent, the future would be
matter of truth. I am collecting the coals.
Enough was less
than the sculptor. The dome has only
voices. No entry. The wisdom cries.
Give me the stones.
I will beat the nightmare dreams.
There will be no mourning.
Saturday, March 23, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: life,voices
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