Real Me Poem by Satish Verma
Real Me
You walk on water.
It has memory. Will kiss the
burning earth in you.
Who was patriarch
of a lost tribe of tall
people without shoes?
Music was not the
same, which you heard
in early darkness.
Monday, September 2, 2019
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Wonderful sense of mystery and poetic majesty and secret.