satishverma
Poem on Thorns
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We are family. Ask
yourself. Pain and cognizance burn
in cauldrons. Hazy eyes.
I know you cannot stand in
flames like Casabianca. Any angel
will ever drop? Were you a pure lamb?
Why did you divide the
love? To remain unbowed before the
surging black clouds?
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