Years Are Lost Poem by Kiran Prasad

Years Are Lost



Years are lost
In futile revelations
Sanity succumbed
To useless relations

What stood time –
But a pure heart
So tenderly destroyed
By a trusting art

Casts, we all play
Moulded by selfishness.
Time sporadically
Strips it to nakedness

The Truth
The Truth seized
Laid, Raped
Loses its profanity

Years are lost
In futile revelations.

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