Bitter Poem by Moahammad Maleki

Bitter



Truth are not gilded around layers of refulgent bars of gold

Neither are they shrouded round of endearing smiles

Blackened and tarred truths have
Besieged human's army in battlefields
And defeat is not a mirage,
Impending to come about

Truths about our feet
Truths of which thou must dance in trace of them.

Sunday, April 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: truth
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