Not For Torment Poem by guillermo veloso

Not For Torment



3 flies took my measure
Around my thumb
As children play
Heads up turned to a sky more shore and sea
Than cloud and air
Upside down in a world
Senseless by design
Where love is bought and sold
Time spent and lost
Where the heavens awash in grey,
Allow black and white to come out and play

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Gajanan Mishra 22 February 2013

Where love is bought and sold it is not love.

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