Satish Verma

Gold Star - 42,959 Points (5-6-1935)

Sea Shells - Poem by Satish Verma

I was not there
where you are.
Non-stop travel, half the world
to meet you.

Outdoors alone in my homeless home
tonight I will talk to you in sleep
from the smoking hurts.

Trespassing the forbidden line
to the drowned boat,
I am opening the dark sails.

Hope and the sea
apprenticed to pluck the shells
from the eyes, I am wandering on beach.


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  • (11/10/2007 12:02:00 PM)


    like bare-foot urchins. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011


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