Yellow Face Poem by Satish Verma

Yellow Face



When life falls apart
you do not pick up the shadow.
It is the shadow, which
gathers you in arms.


Little things make a difference
a diety comes at your door.
And a gift lies broken
a little bread was black.

Thursday, April 29, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: lies
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