My Pain Poem by Satish Verma
My Pain
Falling in green love
with yourself―
creating violence.
Serenity has no relevance
now. The edge was
asking you to go for a jump.
Nil tolerance. I was
fighting with me, veiled
in uncertainties.
Listen, Here lies the
crux. Nobility forgotten, I ask
who failed whom in this age of betrayals?
The evil grows. Shapeless
truth was running in fog―
and now the dragon rises.
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