YOUR SPACE

Poetry
Truth was Cruel

I am forgetting. Sad
and broken. Life betrays. Rocks
the heart. In core the pain spikes.

The questions what,
where and why. Sorrow and emptiness.
All the things happened to hurt.

I seek mercy. God
has failed. I want to read the stones.
What was engraved in small letters?






 

Life sometimes is painful. Many questions arise to find reasons for pain. Understanding god’s ways is always beyond our grasp. 

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP
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