Troubling Me Poem by Satish Verma

Troubling Me



Something remains unsaid.
Again my pain rises. My virgin
thoughts move. A moon exits me.

Predators were coming soon.
Between stars distance was increasing.
I stop looking in mirror.

I ask you to bend
the curves I want to walk straight
to watch rebirth of love.

Friday, August 7, 2020
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Kumarmani Mahakul 07 August 2020

Rebirth of love may be amazing. This poem is very brilliantly penned.

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