O Trinity Poem by Satish Verma
O Trinity
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What did you hurl?
Tell me all the lies. Pain―
and truth stand on stage.
Predawn jasmines,
open their eyes to
salute the sun.
A ligature bruise
on the body of moon speaks
of brutal assault.
Sunday, November 24, 2019
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5/4/2024 5:13:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What did you hurl? Tell me all the lies. Pain― and truth stand.. a very fine poem dear friend Satish Varma