Satish Verma

Gold Star - 33,576 Points (5-6-1935)

Unstitching - Poem by Satish Verma

Do not take a vow of silence.
Death will find its home.

The circus has taken over
the needles.Who will stitch

the wounds of earth. A man
walks into sunset carrying

a bowl of tears. The sit-in
was going to resist a poem

of life. Would you unrobe
your identity in public one day?

Always I am punctuated at night
by a yellow moon standing

in my window. A nude goddess
is going to mourn the death of a thought.

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Comments about Unstitching by Satish Verma

  • (12/28/2011 7:50:00 AM)


    Really like this. enjoyed reading it. a great poem.
    may i invite you to read my new poem called, reincarnation.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 28, 2011


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