Pryingly

Pryingly

A Poem by Satish Verma
"

Nomadic words do not stay with me

"
Nomadic words 
do not stay with me 
for long, after the betting. 

The gamble was 
pivotal, to find the 
peace in jungle. 

The alacrity to 
remove the claudication, 
when the heart stopped. 

Objectively, a truth 
will be dissected 
to take out the lie. 

Immoral was the 
podium, which allowed 
you, to stand for a sermon.

© 2016 Satish Verma


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Added on September 6, 2016
Last Updated on September 6, 2016
Tags: Life