shveta sahal


Walking On The Wooden Bridge - Poem by shveta sahal

Walking on the wooden bridge
I question the wise night air
If the twinkling stars
Around the narcissist moon
Flatter him
Just as humans
Flatter those in power
With false giggles and
Honey coated tongues?

Walking on the wooden bridge
I question drops of rain
If the boastful moon
Pretends not to understand
Just as humans
The false wagging of tails
And servile folded hands?

Walking on the wooden bridge
I question my curious self
If the moon will never
Shove the evil clouds
Just as humans
Their mendacious egos
And will night never drowse?
Will Sun never waken?

Walking on the wooden bridge….


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013


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