Maudlin Remorse Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
Maudlin Remorse
our love has become a ritual.
we hug each other in a parley
at the end of a clanging daily drama.
our caustic egos savor daily duel
yet we are bound by an intrinsic chord.
the idea of estrangement kills all egoistic spree;
our tears cleanse our grated qualms.
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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