My Tender Heart Poem by Satish Verma

My Tender Heart

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You come like a solar
storm. Two dark eyes would hit you to
stop. Was it the ingenuity before twilight?

Cult-not religion was
my loss. I will divest all my gains.
Incarceration will speak now.

A banquet is ready
to eat the glints. Come to fire and
drink the sweet hemlock.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 12 June 2022

Dear poet, your poem provides a glimpse of life history of Socrates!

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