Atonement

It was a broad moon light robbery
The theft was notified
The bandit was identified
Alas! Under the Romantic Penal Code
There is no court! No plaint
In fact it is the culprit
Who is loved the most
And the lost gets the nemesis
Of living the life left
In total emptiness
But, no regrets
It is atonement
To be bereft of heart

Sathya….

poem by Sathya Narayana
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