What You Are? Poem by Satish Verma

What You Are?

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In a shroud of mist,
the fullness of thoughts shivers.
Don't give me any quiz.

Inpoisoned angst,
I climb a tree of inquiry.
There were no answers.

You come prudently on
toes to catch the ripples of
the transient questions.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018
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Rajnish Manga 25 January 2018

I climb a tree of inquiry. There were no answers.... //.... Amazing imagery. Thanks.

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