Dying Here Poem by Satish Verma
Dying Here
In lies and crimes
who wants to live for eternity? How
green was my valley, I used to die daily.
It was difficult to
exist in light. You must kill
the truth to go back to zero.
A tree has a big philosophy.
It will not leave the ground and roots
will never die from end to end.
Saturday, April 22, 2023
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