Shedding Skin Poem by Satish Verma

Shedding Skin

Rating: 5.0


You play bloody words
I am discovering myself
after you left.

A serpentine
history of love and hate,
hurting ourselves.

Want to see a blind.
Who will not ask my religion
my color and my creed.

Friday, February 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poems
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Thomas Kane 22 February 2019

A relationship that soured and went to long, once freed from its cycle both parties benefited. Then the rebirth of perception realizing the nature of the beast that has crippled humanity for so long. Very nice poem that dives deep with such few words 10+

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