Severing Off The Thumb Poem by Satish Verma

Severing Off The Thumb

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When the sun enters into
a glass of water, I go in the dark to count
the crimes of sky dipping in the ocean.

Bereft in flesh eaters.
the name of the crocodile comes up for
this skin. Are you ready for the jump?

Why do shining stars die
without sparks? Unthinkable miracles
don't happen. Will you do right thing in wrong time.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Marie Juan-austin 26 February 2021

A thought provoking poem. Well crafted and executed

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Dr Dillip K Swain 26 February 2021

Are you ready for the jump... great!

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