The Last Song Poem by Satish Verma
The Last Song
On edge stands
the separation of pains. You
are coming to go and I am going to come.
The king of darkness
does not wear a mask. Then why
have you forgotten of black candles?
Overnight the poems
were burning, while years passed by
to know why you kissed the broken mirrors.
Friday, October 11, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: forgotten,life,separation
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