From The Streetlamp Poem by Satish Verma
From The Streetlamp
Hits you in the face,
disseminating the chivalry
of fragile connotation.
A virtue slips away from―
your hands, when you think
what is a pain.
Then the poem starts
writing about the pen
which had no ink.
You need courage to―
smash the mirror which
was telling the truth.
And the complexity of
relationship comes, to the fore, when
the belief was stronger than love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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