Beware Of Pain Poem by Satish Verma
Beware Of Pain
Sitting in a wake
you don't feel peace. The vigil
has a buzzing sound.
No benefit comes.
Your fingers speak for the broken
faith. Where gods sleep?
The candles in wind
were blowing up at the bank
of river, which has dried up.
" No benefits comes Your fingers speak for the broken Faith" Where gods sleep? . A deep thought provoking poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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12/16/2025 4:25:57 PM # 1.0.0
No benefit comes. Your fingers speak for the broken faith. Where gods sleep? ........amazing questionku