'Pravda'*
my baby girl was named.
There she lied,
in front of me...
the beauty of the world.
Tiny legs beating the cruelty.
Tiny hands pointing the reality.
"Did he love you ever???"
People asked.
'Yes', I avowed.
"This is the truth of our love!!!"
"Pravda" - is the name of the newspaper in the communist Russia which means 'Truth'
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6 comments:
xcllnt..so little u wrote n so much it means....i wish i coul write like u!!
@ dibbasatya
Thank You friend.
This poem is little as the baby girl... "Pravda"
Glad that u liked it!!!
:-)
oh.. shrisht... nice poem.... simple lines... i like too much....
"Did he love you ever???"
People asked.
'Yes', I avowed.
"This is the truth of our love!!!"
Hypocrisy exists in each one of us and comes out in various forms...
beautiful language... i liked your laguage :)
@ Girish n Santiago
Thank you ur views!!
"pravda" lingers on ... ?
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