Theme: Pain

Ambulating Pain

A candid confession from you,
when your identity started protruding from innocent rage.
You were accepting defeat without a fight.
The lips tell the grief of human failure,
your prudence propped up by Prozac.
A beautiful collection of anxieties adorned on the shelf of life.
A cruise in veins to dispel
the high cholesterol dewy-eyed mirror and ambulating pain.


More By  :  Satish Verma

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