every corner of you,
which i touched, and reached
was unexplored, and unseen,
ever before
every part of me,
which you touched, felt and you met
was untouched, and unbeen,
ever before too
the difference was in their unfolding,
the soul i tended, was with untamed love
even you had kissed mine, many a time,
but the untamed knives got sharper, every time
the difference was what they did to us,
in one's touching, you saw god,
but in the other,
i met satan, and a living hell
the differences shook even the stone,
in one, there was priceless love,
but on the other,
was written the price of love!
© sashikant mohanty
Honest and that's family
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