Times Are Changing

by Satish Verma   Jul 11, 2019


Addictive in shambles, that was
cognitive decline-
amidst wars of life,
with a right to death.

The gold dust falls
from the dead colliding stars,
after the violence of giants.
You may not need stem cell transplant now.

Like a gamma ray burst- of
cataclysmic events- to start
the creation of verse. Were you
ready to hear the inner voice?

The urge to go up, was very strong
without grit. My burden will
increase if you are-
reluctant to propel yourself.

    report violation
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  • 5 years ago

    by Sunshine

    I totally agree with Bob, I wanted to dig deeper into the poem but I couldn't grasp everything well. Some questions marks seemed placed by you, others out of place. Some gave the impression that you were making rhetorical questions, trying to to emphasize a statement.

    It sounds clearer if you also let go of the comma after dead. The flow in my opinion sounds much better. I see you have beautiful statements and some great descriptions, I'm just not being able to make connections between your verses. It might be my fault, and it might be that the poem needs some reorganization of ideas. I will come back and read it again!

  • 5 years ago

    by ddavidd

    These question marks look out of place. Must be the glitch. Whenever someone pastes the poems ( in opposed to typing it perhaps) most likely, in P&Q, the pop-ups just appear all over the places.
    Here makes it annoying to imagine, what if the writer him/herself put them there, and why??

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