Fault Finder's Psyche Poem by Indira Renganathan
Fault Finder's Psyche
Fear beats a lizard to death
Dissects to say it is a poisonous snake
Creates false fictions out of truth
You thrust some caterpillar spikes
Into it.An excited eccentric like
Getting the past to the present
Every day you invent
Beautiful poisonous butterflies
But past can not sustain its present
Psychic tales are plenty
Truth alone stays present lovely
Summer days can't be throughout the year
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5/23/2024 7:55:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Last stanza is superb Mam.