Happy For Remaining Fakir Poem by Satish Verma

Happy For Remaining Fakir

I love you both,
fire and water. Life and death.
But the sun was always jealous of the moon.

Put on hold, to
whom I will share the secret
of dying for purity of truth.

If you do, you have
no religion. What freedom can you
give a dying man, unconditioned love?

Tuesday, July 23, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,life
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