Poems by
Swarit Verma


a poem by Swarit Verma

Beauty days
Immense happiness
Spirit of joy
Spirit of life
Devotion in air
Faiths fare

Here comes the idol
Not just an idol
Glorious idol
No hate
No tension
No stress
Tongue satisfying dishes

Faith that someone
Will fulfill my wishes
Then comes the brutal reality
5 days comes to an end
10 days comes to an end
Sadness in our soul
Buy still a ray of hope
And then the feet of faith
Touches the holy water
And on the third dip

Even the head of water
May feel shiver
When the faith of a family
Get dissolved
In it’s river
It’s make the Holy river more holy
When it gets the opportunity
To feel the happiness
Of thousands of families