There Was Nobody Poem by Satish Verma
There Was Nobody
Rating: ★5.0
In life's drama, art
of dying is played daily. Not
a single word I would write.
Whenever my mind reads
a bleed, you start washing my wounds,
presumptive to do something.
You are not another one,
a prawn on the heap of catch.The
prayer descends from sky to sleep god.
Sunday, September 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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5/3/2024 2:43:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very profound poem. Nicely thought out and written. 10