My Wisdom Poem by Satish Verma
My Wisdom
Again I remember the
line of love. A tethered bird
wants to come out of the cage.
Temples and guns, you
come and go. Reading Gita, you drop
all the commitments for the black hole.
Reasoned and faulted
you will not be a Greek and not
become like anyone to live.
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