J'Accuse
Barbed volleys
Wound my heart.
Sieved and torn,
Crippled beyond repair.
I crawl,
Seeking condonation,
For what I know not,
Content with scars.
Would that they disappear
Without trace,
To start afresh;
But barbs suppurate!
Copyright © Karam Misra | Year Posted 2015
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