Absolutely Muted Poem by Satish Verma
Absolutely Muted
From betrayal to white
pigeon, this was disaster. In tick tack
moment, you can fall apart.
Your ornaments, how
much you need? You were born
into hate. I am collecting your wounds.
You can kill yourself,
but love is stronger than the sun,
when you get a little kiss of immortality.
Thursday, August 3, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: betrayal,immortality,wounds
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