Love Has Many Names Poem by Satish Verma

Love Has Many Names

Ah, this was my
salvation. I am giving away a part
of my brain to you. The others are bruised.

The affair will not
survive in the patronage of care and giving
the heart. I sit and talk to my pain.

My shadow, don't
walk with me. I don't need to build
milestones. I have to move eternally.

Wednesday, April 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: Life
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