Where The Pain Goes? Poem by Satish Verma

Where The Pain Goes?

Walk with me. Why
do we live? Moon was livid
with rage. A named pause.

This was imminent.
Your bougainvillea will defeat
roses. It's flowers remain forever

I will not clear
the board. It is easy to write the prophecy.
My unspoken words will reach everywhere.

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