All By Myself Poem by Satish Verma

All By Myself

Rating: 5.0


Leaving a trail for
the game of kill in watery eyes
for sane surrender.

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That was a fake turn,
when you slipped from the edge
of enduring pain.

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Like first raindrops,
I was going to wet your brows
to write my hurt poem.

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