Satish Verma

Gold Star - 53,853 Points (5-6-1935)

Super Terrain - Poem by Satish Verma

The metastatic figure.
He was seeking truth without thought,
being in and out, he was sleepwalking in
dream. I am the absolute, he said. Skeletons
are popping up everywhere. Poor beasts.
And there was the tired flame who
burned all night in vain.

The body was aching after the discovery
of a super terrain. Another earth? or
a conventional aberration? The planet
was heaving with hot clouds. Reason
for a substitute. Right perception of
life was difficult. Everybody was running
in opposite direction for a message.

He dives to pull up the corpse of liberty
locked deep in water. A noble idea to
free the corrupt world from the bondage
of decaying foundations. Half-truths and
half-lies must live together for the human
survival. Quest of the self ultimately
begs for forgiveness.


Comments about Super Terrain by Satish Verma

  • Lantz Pierre (1/30/2017 10:16:00 AM)

    Penury in purgatory. As far as the eye can see. Further. All the way to the humble maiden knitting symphonies of tears in the air like halos that aren't there. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 14, 2011


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