Wine of Pain

Art and Grief- Painting by Bethany Tobin

Those perfidious friends
My faint-hearted lover
The hollowed bones inside
Muted cries of all nights
All were like the grapes
of grievous cluster
producing nothing but
abundant wine of pain.

-Kritika Vashist


39 thoughts on “Wine of Pain

  1. Kritika, I am catching up with your writing and was reading from newest to oldest. I noticed the theme of melancholic pain and then read this poem. The beauty of it in expressing that hurt from deceitful friends and a lover aloof to the hurt is striking. The metaphor of a grievous grape cluster and wine of pain is powerful. Beautiful penmanship from a deep and sensitive heart. (I do hope this isn’t from real pain of a like nature)

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