Mysterious Pain Poem by Anirudh Induchudan Anirudh Induchudan

Mysterious Pain



for a while,

i stood naked, drenched

before the mirror

what were your eyes searching for in the mirror image?

this body is just a doll played by his hands.

beneath the heart lies a painful longing

as a scalpel tearing the skin

that pain is the mystery of my life

if that mystery is solved

my life would be a barren land...

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