Truth is always truth
I'm truth, you're truth
He, she and it all is truth
Invisible or spoken truth.
A blend of thick-dark clouds
And thunderbolts-
The flash of lightening
Causing both joys and fears.
Sky's singing and whistling
In its romantic mood
Monsoon pouring-
Tears of joys and sorrows
Clouds performing the dance.
The Earth, in tune with-
The music of Universe
Getting pregnant with.
And mother nature-
Producing and reproducing
A variety of visible truth.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2018
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I cannot accept truth is truth. It is not the same as pink is pink. There are lies awaiting when one sees the truth. Forsooth give us a break. Apart from the first stanza, an excellent poem.