The Wound Poem by DASHARATH NAIK

The Wound



At times
Willingness feels hapless
At the threshold
Of unwillingness;
Then sheds tears
In a corner dark;

The wound at odd
Can't be shown
Or endured;

How stark! !

©® Dasharath Naik

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