PLEASE

by Satish Verma   Dec 9, 2013


Blood - mother, go
to moon and ask for a
spoon of silver.

Am still waiting.
Siege was unstable.
Austerity ends.

I am free now
to dance in skin of night,
shedding my shirt of dirt.

Satish Verma

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  • 10 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    To me it felt like death has released you from the torment allowing you to escape quietly into the night. I also see it as an animal who sheds its old skin, or a butterfly breaking from its cocoon starting life anew..like the image!

  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    I like this poem a lot! I believe what you are saying is that you are finally free of something and now you can be fully happy. I loved the last stanza the most because it tells a happy story altogether. I love how you worded this as well. Because again it tells a story of being free of maybe poverty. Great flow and great connecting stanzas overall. Well done