Be The Human Poem by Satish Verma

Be The Human



Not giving or taking.
I will share you―
in water.

Believing was not significant.
I was holding you
to implode.

Not your words, not
my script, will translate
the thumbprint.

A time comes, when
you become your own father,
to carve out the pure truth.

The duality bothers
a lot. You want to convert
the myriad into one.

Saturday, January 16, 2016
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