Below is the poem entitled BARE TONGUE which was written by poet
Verma. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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a killing line.
Walking on razor wire,
when toes would not leave the sky
and heels will not touch the ground.
Myths and legends
were becoming a witchcraft.
Are you ready to eschew the classical script
and write a new fable, about
a life size robot,
who will speak for millions
and put his signature on the wall
of a dying moon for the sake of blue clouds ?
The caldron is empty. No body was
throwing any baby in it.
The bold instincts will come back with vengeance.