Nostalgia Of Pains Poem by Satish Verma

Nostalgia Of Pains

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The itch persists. I
want to stay at-large to protect
myself in the infant sensuality.

I remember my poverty
daily to become rich. Why did you
remove your wounds?

Disturbingly, femininity comes
to the forefront. The moon undresses
to show the stigmas, doing nothing.

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