If Repetition Poem by Neela Nath Das

If repetition can make
falsehood true.
If to avenge on anyone,
you change your very 'you',
then, I wish not to come
in this beautiful poem hunter,
to be hunted time and again...
Never, never, never.
Tear rolls down
from a tearful heart,
as by a hunter my truth,
from my life is getting apart.
I cry, and try not
to write a single line!
But, when I lie
on my poem less spine,
I can't but stay,
with glum and strain.
And put them all,
in condensed pain.
It comes as poem,
and soothes my ear.
My sadness goes,
there stays no fear!