I Don't Presume The TruthA Poem by Satish VermaI Don't Presume The Truth
I am not in something,
anything. Let the sanitization begin. Walking in a dark tunnel, I had reached near you. This was not my planet. I become a stranger in my house. Brown eyes and the copper― bullets. Who wants to be placed in crosshairs. An unspoken threat hurts the quorum, to prevent the downside of earth. Heartwrenching. I don't tell. I don't ask. Watch with eyes shut. How the blue dreams are destroyed. How long was the distance between youand me? © 2022 Satish Verma |
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