Deceiving Self Poem by Satish Verma
Deceiving Self
Learning the art
of dying, cheating the ghosts,
talking to moon children.
Will you believe in
so much of death? An
octopus darting on sands?
In self-awareness
you look at the vast water.
The lake will accept you.
Aimlessly you want
to drift. A sick feeling takes
revenge and turns you into stone.
Somebody smiles.
Flickers like a candle,
before shutting down the beats.
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Learning any art with responsibility is important. Death is truth and learning this art is also excellent...10