Theme: Life


Under the frame 
lurking from a sun point 
I will track the death 
on mountain. 

Unafraid, a wild animal 
had killed the lambs 
in a row, resting in homestead. 
The ladders were squealing. 

Dizzily you realize, that
you don't belong to yourself. 
After eating fire all along, 
the birds had migrated; - 

beneath the skin; now pigments 
were changing the color. You 
become selfish. Start removing 
your name from the martyr's list.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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Comments on this Poem

Comment >Dizzily you realize, that
you don't belong to yourself.<

Seb Vettel gave this excuse for his refusal to obey a Red Bull team instruction in the recent Malaysian F1 Grand Prix. He had inexplicably 'become selfish'.

25-Mar-2013 14:45 PM

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