Stains 


When anger reigns,

Love refrains,

Beneath that storm,

Is a sea of pain,

How easily like,

Writing on sand,

Did you lose your brain,

But tell me,

O angry one,

Will it help you,

Scrub off those stains,

Stains, washed ashore,

When the sea of pain,

Swept over what,

You had written,

On the sand,

In your very own hand.



©Darshana Mehta

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