Cosmetic EffectA Poem by Satish VermaCosmetic Effect
You want to rehearse
for the pain, which does't stop after burning the midnight lamp. When I am not myself, I think of you. Sometimes it was difficult for me to look at me from your doused eyes. You are like honeysuckle, opening up in dark to seek the protection from unknown. Evil and good were in league, two poles apart, hot and cold going together, hand in hand. Now you want to go beyond the stars to test my prophecy. © 2022 Satish Verma |
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