Primal Recitation Poem by Satish Verma

Primal Recitation



You failed yourself,
when I was done with the depth
of the sea for truth.

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You were not being in―
hurricane, when doorkeeper slept,
without any bearing.

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The life betrays to
everyone. You stand erect
when the blue rains come.

Monday, May 7, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: hurricane,poem,rains
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