YOUR SPACE
Poetry
Everything Flies Away
You want to violate yourself
Counting the deaths one by one
Bones break but flesh remembers.
I have not seen you perfect
What was being?
My pain was omnipresent.
You walk on the dead sea.
There was no pause
in the essence of love.
You want to violate yourself
Counting the deaths one by one
Bones break but flesh remembers.
I have not seen you perfect
What was being?
My pain was omnipresent.
You walk on the dead sea.
There was no pause
in the essence of love.
Was it beyond the acceptance of defeat?
A comment on transience of life.
Rajendra Singh Baisthakur
, Nellore, AP, 524003
I loved the line 'My pain is omnipresent'. The mental pain is felt in such a situation when words become facts, Satish jee. A well-penned poem as always.
Padma,
Hyderabad,
Sep 14, 2022
Author
Satish Verma
kantasatish@gmail.com, Ajmer
Sep 13, 2022