My Pledge Poem by Satish Verma

My Pledge



Put on hold your pain,
outside our love. Your tears falling.
My hands to become flowers.

I go to milk tree to
pay back the debt. You rub my arms
gently. I shed my negatives.

Paradigm? Man says
ghosts live. A snake never leaves
her eggs. My poems remain induct.

Saturday, July 11, 2020
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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 July 2020

Your poems are very amazing and these are really heart touching. You have interestingly penned this poem.

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