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LIFE’S TOAST

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English Poetry

Difficult it becomes, the secret of
the judgement and metamorphosis of
the painted cotton into a stained truth.

To save the present tense. A dangerous
crowd of vowels to express the incomplete
moment of watery teeth,

so hung, while misspeaking painfully
in dyslexic manneo. I would not
understand the hour-glass proxy.

An undersized leash to walk
with a giant: the magnitude of tragedy
overwhelms the path!

Satish Verma

2 Comments

  1. Hari says:

    കവിത നന്നായിരിക്കുന്നു

  2. Vishvnand says:

    Thanks you for your posting a no of poems here to share them with members at p4poetry in reverence to your passion for poetry.

    However it is also an important part of passion for poetry that along with posting one’s own poem, the member respects the poems posted by others by reading them, giving rating to the read poems and giving comments on the poem wherever felt necessary to provide a feedback on the posted poem to the author. This latter activity in my opinion is an equally, possibly a more important duty, of the members here at p4poetry, than posting ones own poems, consistent with their passion for poetry….

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