Voices Return Poem by Satish Verma

Voices Return

A pain avoids me.
Eyes speak. Like eagles. What
I am inside, it is outside.

The ache of a long
night, waiting for the worse
to do it, the break between grief and heart.

I feel, the dust is
covering the memories. It was red,
when you open the book of love.

Saturday, April 20, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: grief,life
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