True Is True Poem by Tirtha Troina
True Is True
It was broken easily in the worst possible way,
because it was true and weak
and thrived for love
one day the truth came to me
came with a shining knife in her hand, then take it away
She told me it is easy to live without it
the tide of feelings that flattered
though the truth was harsh but true is true
The truth always comes out in the end, we can't hide from the truth. A great poem.
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4/25/2024 1:52:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A refined poetic imagination, Dhrupodi. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.