Toward The End Poem by Satish Verma
Toward The End
Rating: ★5.0
I beg to keep on talking
with the dead. How are you, they say.
Some emotions create a soothing effect.
From evening neoclassical
pain starts. The sun apologists and
disappears. You try to see your hands.
Can you look back to
analyse the muse of Buddha times?
Let the requiem shake the listeners.
Wednesday, July 26, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: emotions,soothing
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