Comments about Saket Suman
Three hours of walk uphill from the town,
The woods grew thicker and the world down,
Heart panting – eyes floating in the wooden beaker,
Oh! It was dark yet darker-deep yet deeper!
I heard Frost calling and recalled the “snowy evening”
The sky still silent-a colorful sunrise brought the morning! !
Which way shall I go was the question,
Shall I obey the lessons learnt or opt to learn?