Trampled Dreams

satishverma

And the weeping
ashoka like willow, bends down
to pick up the poverty
of Buddha.

You walk in sombre
mood― to reflect on
the improbability of human
psyche.

Why did you go to
beat others in race?
Intend to get the authority?

In uncharted sea
the empire would float the
coat of arms, ruling on the waves.

A soldier dies without
fighting. Hail the victory of
unknown.

A sculpture was wrapped
in bloodied shroud.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 13th, 2022 20:37
  • Category: Nature
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  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • C E Thomas

    This conveys emotions I can't really pin down. I like it a lot. Thank you

  • L. B. Mek

    profound words, that express
    such raw incredulity, at the sheer
    diabolic status, of our society's morally bankrupt hypocrisy..
    a great write!
    thank you, Guru



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