Going In Void Poem by Satish Verma
Going In Void
Rating: ★5.0
Let your pain be mine
My hands drop things, even poems.
Simmering. No action taken.
Inaction will teach.
All my dreams are in your care.
The bell tolls for the stolen gems.
What is the state of your
mind. Do you hear the voices of knives?
I want to leave the blood intact.
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