Where Was My Pain, My Pain Poem by Satish Verma

Where Was My Pain, My Pain



I had no answers
after torching the gothic memoriam.
Why did you lose without a gain?

O passion love, would
you repeat the Wuthering heights?
Post the tragedy will you pick my poems?

You want to swallow the moon,
against the sun. A strange explosion
rips the dream of marrying death.

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