Satish Verma

Gold Star - 34,930 Points (5-6-1935)

My Questions - Poem by Satish Verma

On wrong side of truth
a prophecy burns.
A conflict of your own choosing
when more was less.

Do you need some divine
intervention in resolving
human questions?

The innocence of a sunflower
will not blame the moon
for dark night.

To watch a huge fig tree
coming out of a tiny
seed to give shelter
to hundreds of passersby.

Are you overwhelmed
by the promise of unproven
auguries?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 13, 2010



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