Satish Verma

Veteran Poet - 1,181 Points (5-6-1935)

Humbled - Poem by Satish Verma

You miss the words and numbers.
The gameplan gets ascention. The
podium was high.
And so was your head.

Swallowed by the winds
unable to reach the end of journey.
Were you not thinking?
Was it a treason to withdraw –

from the frills? In love scare
there were other things to do,
in the storm,
like collecting the thorns.

You step outside the dark and
feel the limbs of light,
altering the script to become
a miracle.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, June 14, 2013


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