Learning From Relics Poem by Satish Verma
Learning From Relics
Like holocaust,
rolling moon brings
massacre. You
burn inside.
The empire was in
ruins, I was searching
peace in half-truths.
A flying snake
lands on your chest,
when you were asleep.
You wouldn't find a clue.
The philosophy of
dying in beauty creates
a myth.
Why did you play with
questions. There were no
answers.
Saturday, April 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy,answers,holocaust,poem,snake
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