When Will Trauma Die? Poem by Satish Verma
When Will Trauma Die?
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Incredible, in dark the
peers were walking in brilliance. Let
then be happy. But the protagonist was raising a wall.
My bright moons were
short on light. I'm pulling down the curtains.
My anxiety becomes Venus.
Creativity, like blood leaks
from the heart. Nobody brings water. The
womb remains empty. Pain comes back.
Tuesday, January 11, 2022
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