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Collective Guilt
(5-6-1935 / )

Collective Guilt

Poem By Satish Verma

For the sake of lake, I climbed
on the weeping hills
to see the other side of moon.
The precipice of hunger weighs heavily
on shoulders.

Capricious time moves inwardly,
Strikes at the chest.
I set free the love-birds.

Conflict of trees tramples the grass
All summer the smell of dry winds
was scorching tear drops.
Every word was crying.

Dark in my city
I am wandering alone in alleys
of hostile homes.
The collective guilt of the flesh
blazes the mind.

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This is another brilliant poem that makes me think of the poetry of the contemporaries of the generation of Mirsolav Holub who lived through the madness of Hitlers' Germany. But, your work is uniquely your own and has its own voice. I only make the comparison to give myself a frame of reference. I like your poems as much if not more than his. This is a supreme compliment.