A Pain To Forget Poem by Satish Verma
A Pain To Forget
In candid silence,
we come closer, and
healing begins.
Where the moon
bends, I take revenge
on night, fumbling
with the garter stitches.
And what a poem
will do, without
touching your eyes in tears?
Star weavers want
to knit purple moon on your
veil before you walk
away as a bride.
Don't keep your
mind empty. Somebody will
put a newly born
to fill in thought.
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4/26/2024 2:12:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Satish, such an excellent poem....10+++++