The Virtual Pain Poem by Satish Verma
The Virtual Pain
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Smelling the blood was a
craze of my hidden love of your
first thorn of broken heart.
I remember you should
not have been straight like a sea horse
swimming in water to bend the sea.
Your charity of thoughts
makes the water of your eyes muddy.
They had been making dirty bread.
Friday, August 12, 2022
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