Pain Opens The Gate Poem by Satish Verma

Pain Opens The Gate



I try hard to lie, but
cannot. Truth starts making blue spots
on limbs. I start stammering.

How long you will remain
pure. I want to erase my name from books.
The bell rings to go to hell

All night I want to read
unwritten sermons which will snuff -out
the candle I will flicker, will not.

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