Celibate Pain Poem by Satish Verma

Celibate Pain

Rating: 5.0


Unmasked from
face to consciousness. Transition always
hurts. Pans out in blood.

You cannot sing in the
throes of selfism.The sacred water
reignites the love. You put ashes aside.

The words are nomadic.
Kissing or burning the cracked lips.
I may be hot or cold.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 26 December 2020

Transition always hurts... so true! The poet has brilliantly unfolded the life cycle of agony. A precise work... appreciated.5 stars.

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