truth or dare? a poem
silent words dry tears sad sorrows empty crowd dark sunlight enduring torment unreal reality phoney truth deluding illusion i will climb the tree with roots above, in the sky and will never come down to have that fruit …
Truth or lie – a short poem
the idea of truth is a lie if you find it in a rush. sushhh... just pass by. alok mishra 7 January 2020
Hold it before it falls and shatters – A poem
Where is my water? Drinking water that my grandmother carried home in pitcher from the well not far of our house made of woods and earth. (Mother Earth! You have seen enough, haven't you, yet?) Cold drink, wine, whiskey,…