You Tell What You Don't Know Poem by Satish Verma

You Tell What You Don't Know

Fake kiss of sun
and dry lips. He was black
and white. There was no love.

The window has a
self-deception. The light hangs
from pores in a line, floating on dust.

You are being. I am
not. There are questions, but life has
no answers to invite the stop.

Friday, July 26, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: answers,life,lips
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