Who Was Ready For Hemlock? Poem by Satish Verma

Who Was Ready For Hemlock?

In stunned peace, it
was dying again. You were not in
picture, when I loved you.

Which god I ask,
to become a human? You were not, then
who was? I am searching myself.

You were under seige
of fake sins. Your life has crossed
all the temples, where the dharma lives?

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