The Wall On Wall On The Wall Poem by Satish Verma
The Wall On Wall On The Wall
Monopoly, I don't
have any need. The birds are
going back home in the setting sun.
Mangoes are ripened,
but will not fall. The sweetness
has a poison. No truth to tell each other.
One and one become
two. But not one. The mankind lies of truth
There was no clarity in daylight.
Monday, January 8, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,truth
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