Satish Verma

Gold Star - 42,980 Points (5-6-1935)

No Snobbery - Poem by Satish Verma

Talk of politics,
and the auction begins.

Every rock has a price.
The marble will fetch more flesh.

The granite breaks below
your eyes. I limit the tears.

No time left for complaints.
I am ready for the good –bye.

Will you meet me beyond
the space, faraway in void?

No words will follow me
I am going unwritten.

No profile, no editing.
A bloom will pop up, from
below the fallen tree.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 4, 2015



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