The Eagle Swoops

The Eagle Swoops

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Why ending your life, on death bar,

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Why ending your life,
on death bar,
close to terror―

of life? This is how
your dreams come true―
to play with inevitable ?

You had nothing to bleed.
One million times you
kiss on the lips of wounds.

We're all insane, chasing
the muse in dark. Earth
weeps in turn.

The walls are coming
up. What does the time tell
about the age of many tombs?

© 2019 Satish Verma


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Added on October 11, 2019
Last Updated on October 11, 2019
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