satishverma
Release from Pains
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In my void one day, I placed you
on the mantle, O Buddha, give me the peace
of love. I was upset to see you sad.
One by one the pains
come. The fruits ripen and fall in winds.
There is nothing left to remember.
A happy death turns
black. You were chained with poems.
to stop the time's revenge.
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