How Many Doors To Open? Poem by Satish Verma

How Many Doors To Open?

No ambiguity of'
love. My glass remains empty.
The tears fill up my poems.

Why were you wearing
a ring in memory of departure
or a hope of betrothal again to the moon?

Is it important for
living to meet again to pay
back the debt of endless kissing?

Sunday, March 17, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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