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Anger Within

By Satish Verma | Category :: Poem

A gem cutter
takes a pause
and finds the hate of a locked house.

The words scream
and hurl a propensity for violence
becoming an aphorism.

A pithy precipitation
was delayed. The seeds in desert
will not be able to catch the light.

I am still lonely
making peace with rain of arrows
coming from nowhere.

By Satish Verma | Apr 14, 2015 | Category > Poem >Nature | Comments | Views 974

 
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