Too Old Poem by Satish Verma
Too Old
In times of stress―
the island sinks. Will
plant a tree today.
Will dream again
of the fall.
When there was violence.
In new bottle―
there was old wine
as panacea of dementia.
I will not forget
your name, though
I don't remember me
Thursday, January 5, 2017
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