My Tragedy Poem by Satish Verma

My Tragedy

From which side death
comes? I sit under a bo tree
and drink hemlock.

While laughing you
will go. Did you ever see a
burning ship? I am also casabianca.

Why have I survived?
Under our skin we know the truth.
Why does a man become a willow?

Wednesday, April 24, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: Life
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