My Philosophy Poem by Satish Verma
My Philosophy
I am the creator of
my pains to reach god with a
mirror. It becomes foggy.
How do you control the
words to hide the meaning of truth?
We secretly agree to kill the philosopher.
Why was your tone paralyzed?
I wanted to know how Socrates was
killed? Do we regret for hemlock?
Sunday, February 19, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy,mirror
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