Green Valley Poem by Satish Verma
Green Valley
Rating: ★5.0
Your chair is unoccupied.
I am waiting for you to come.
You will not.
Why it happens? When
I touch you. You are not there.
A silent poem writes your name.
Untouchable was your
pain. An eagle hovers in blue sky
to pick up the child of death.
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
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4/27/2024 2:21:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem creates some fine images of life (and death) . Thanks.