The Commitment Poem by Satish Verma

The Commitment



The lesion was
spreading. From
inside, I hear the wails.

Past and present
of time, plows
the furrows, in future.

Seeds remain
unplanted. I seek
justice from the earth.

Turn off the lights
I want to see─
the moon in its full glory.

Someone has left
the message for us.
Go out to face the wolves.

Saturday, June 14, 2014
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Colleen Courtney 14 June 2014

Love the last two stanzas of this poem. First because there is nothing more beautiful than the full moon and two because of its determination to face our trials head on. Nicely done!

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Beautiful words and small lines and a nice poem.

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