Atonement - Poem by Sathya Narayana
It was a broad moon light robbery.
The theft was notified
and the bandit was identified.
Ala, but under the Romantic Penal Code
there is no court and no plaint.
In fact it is the culprit
who is loved the most
and the lost gets the nemesis
of living the life left
in total emptiness!
But, no regrets,
it is atonement
to be bereft of heart!
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