28 June, 2022

My Pain Unfolds Tonight

I have no words for thoughts
Only eyes can read without print. I believed
in everything and you were skeptical.

If I have to go, I go.
Will break the links to dance on the
fire. Who will stop the quarrel of faith?

In my soul night I
talk with invisible stars. Somewhere
small gods have started loving me.

Satish Verma

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