Haiku - 2 Poem by ROCHISH MON

Like a spoken word
The birth has come, but why the
Meaning does not sound?
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Music is matter
Only when it is performed
We must realize…
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It is heavy rain
A thing that can never drench
Converses with rain!
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Thing has been derived
And thing is moving further
Truth and lie have met!
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They came together
For the ‘truth’, temple was built
The ‘lie’ gets worshiped!
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Among you and I
Plenty of pleasure prevails
A dream continues…
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“Stinking” they have said
The society started
Looking inwardly!
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