Too Old

Too Old

A Poem by Satish Verma
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In times of stress― the island sinks. Will

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In times of stress―
the island sinks. Will
plant a tree today.

Will dream again
of the fall.
When there was violence.

In new bottle―
there was old wine
as panacea of dementia.

I will not forget
your name, though
I don't remember me

© 2020 Satish Verma


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Added on January 4, 2020
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