Utopia

by Satish Verma   Dec 3, 2013


Was there any option left?
Violence was there,
evil existed in pacifism.

Signature flora demonstrates
the mental poise.
I call for the imperfections.

In blue mood, I kill the moon
and take a walk on the cinders.
Will you give me a hand?

There was no path left,
but the trees were walking on beach.
The war will never end

between the genders. The
secret of butterfly catcher
was buried long ago.

From a childhood into the -
forest of lies, it was a long
journey losing the scents.

Satish Verma

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  • 10 years ago

    by Everlasting

    So many images, the war, the beach, the butterfly catchers, that provoke thoughts, I like it.

  • 10 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    The depth of this write has a deeper meaning for the writer then it is for the reader. There is a sense of peace which the writer feels and at the same time seeing that peace going away perhaps..?

    All in all, I like the imagery and the flow of this poem was a smooth read..lovely.

  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    This is a hard poem to think about. I will give a few thoughts to what I think. I like the title because it really draws the reader in because utopia is a place of peace. It seems like you are running away from something. But you are lost. I love the use of the imagery in the like butterfly catcher and the woods by the beach. It adds so much to the poem. At the end it's sad because you seem to lose everything you love and you cannot remember the scents from your childhood. Great write

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