Hope Was Given Up Poem by Satish Verma

Hope Was Given Up

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Drop the pen and write
with your blood. Put on hold the heiress
of the moon. Glare shows some artifice.

The winter pain brings
false wounds hurled by velvety words
to engage the fake happiness.

Why do you need a mirror
to make the world beautiful by reflection
of a lake and alligators?

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Dr Dillip K Swain 01 January 2021

An insightful piece of work! Judicious ending!

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