YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Zen Shuts the Eyes

You were searching yourself
in the empty home. The windows were
silent to mend the disaster.

I collect the soft love
of elites and start removing
the signs of hate to burn the flames.

No one was murdered
in words. It was the complete silence of the
truth which sends you to hell.

The elite are silent when evil things are happening. This leads to disaster.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003
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