Waning Pain Was Deep Poem by Satish Verma

Waning Pain Was Deep

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You were an illusion.
O immortal. My myth explodes. The
agony rises. Make me sleep. I want you.

I want to squash the
moon's face between my palms. Will
you take me? You start crying.

Who was not hungry?
The words are disappearing. Only
the ghost voices cause the torture.

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