Pure As Gold Poem by Satish Verma

Pure As Gold

Rating: 5.0


You had tightened
the grip. I hit a rough patch.
All night you remained in my thoughts.

I will not bid you
good night, because you will
not leave me.

I refuse to go, you
refuse to come. When will we
meet to undo the sins?

Friday, April 24, 2020
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Bernard F. Asuncion 25 April 2020

An inspiring poem in spiritual theme.....10+++

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Ratnakar Mandlik 24 April 2020

An introspective musings and stroll down the memory lane. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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