Your Self Deception Poem by Satish Verma

Your Self Deception

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Hundred knives come
out, when a punitive love comes of age.
This was material revenge.

A visual blame throws
at your self-respect. You wanted equality
in hate. The cat jumps on the moon.

To whom I talk, and share
about my unhealing wound? This was
a transitional death. I love bleeding heart.

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