A Poem Has An Echo Poem by Satish Verma

A Poem Has An Echo

It is a question of
fidelity. You cannot maintain, here
and there, day and night.

Yes or no, the tears
wash the eyes. The murder takes
place. Simplicity gains. And you love me.

The pain was intense,
but arrived like a spy. And the
debris of heart is found.

Thursday, May 16, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: life,murder
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