I Drink Hemlock Every Day Poem by Satish Verma

I Drink Hemlock Every Day

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Longing, you carry the water
in cupped hands. A candle wants
to drink the tenderness.

My loss has become a
big asset. I am empty hands now
There is no burden of sins.

Will you count your fingers.
They were always crooked like question-
marks for which I have no answer.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 21 January 2021

Greatness of great humble Socrates is strikingly reflected in this poem! Great ink! !

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