10 february 2021
Causing Intense Pain
Clouds had veiled
the waning sun.
A topaz.
A blast,
becomes quite blasé at first
then becomes green.
With envy, the moon
gives no light.
My faith tumbles.
Sometimes I ask myself.
Why did you cover
your sore spots?
As a perfect pretext
of buying peace
why did you go for the lies?
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