Allusive Pain

Allusive Pain

A Poem by Satish Verma
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Allusive Pain

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Blood has one color.
No face. Was always virgin.
Has no other name.

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I cannot find any
nativity of violence in
breaking novice heart.

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You in disarray,
will not find the path of
death's spin. Truth will pay.

© 2023 Satish Verma


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Added on January 30, 2023
Last Updated on January 30, 2023
Tags: Life