When You Start Preparing Truth Poem by Satish Verma

When You Start Preparing Truth

Looking at the menace
the maker of life goes into depression.
One day the world would say, its end will not come.

You don't want to wash
your sins. Metaphysics has failed.
The mind discovers new pains.

Blood is too hasty, changes
the veins. The causes are culprits.
It is easy to create delusions.

Saturday, July 29, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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