Satish Verma

Gold Star - 53,940 Points (5-6-1935)

Valley Of Tears - Poem by Satish Verma

Beyond the gaze there is a time zone
of rumored agitation
when you cannot sleep.
You open your eyes quietly to complain.

The caretaker has prepared the shroud.
Smoke is rising on the hills.
No body walks with you,
it is a lone journey, where
centuries throw the dust on your hallowed gifts.

The pyramid of signs, symbols, signatures,
disappear in penultimate flare.
Time to leave the waiting room.

The resurrection will take place now;
of fear; of despair; of foot steps in dark.
I will hear them, holding my breath.

Landscape will change into valley of tears.


Comments about Valley Of Tears by Satish Verma

  • Lantz Pierre (2/2/2017 7:20:00 AM)

    Between the soft breasts of the singer on stage the resonant cage of destiny in disguise. The dimples of the hip bones frame a baroque flourish only I can see. The cooper rings the barrels round and the brewer drives the bung home to hold liquor in. (Report)Reply

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  • (2/24/2008 9:42:00 AM)

    Thank you for sharing such beautiful work. Keep writing! (Report)Reply

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  • (10/14/2007 11:59:00 PM)

    daring punctuation. i love it. your closing lines could be a little stronger, unless you're going for a reference/indication to the title. `where centuries throw the dust on your hallowed gifts.' excellent placement... ~~sjg (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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