The Myths of Lies
Deflecting the light,
you stand in dark,
to find the truth.
To find the truth,
you stand in dark,
deflecting the light.
The numbers had failed.
The numbers. A prayer
for my zero.
For my zero, I walked
whole life.
Whole life. Zero.
Pardon my dust,
I was collecting
for my black hole.
From dust to dust.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2015
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