Guillotine (Revised)
Her heart is a guillotine
Alas once placed I, mine
Out rolled, two pieces anon
The time-doctor was cool
Cobbled the two halves with his spool
My fake pride daubed some smile unguent
But remained raw that fatal lesion
With clotted blood's red stains
Reminding me the worst ever let down
Well! Never enough of the learned lesson
This fool of a heart still moans in pain
Pines frantically for a love sign
Of what virtue is it’s reckon
From a cloudless empyrean
Expecting a soothing rain
poem by Sathya Narayana
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