The tears of crocodile, can't be seen,
But told in epic and legend as a clean,
Image with polluted metaphoric illusion,
In the tropical rain forest capitals, people planted,
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How we can try fake things, hah.. but then its true the inner turmoil is always real! A good poem for the day. I like this poem.
This is an harsh reality................God made man to the current man of intelligence, God made brain to the chips of mother board's reign.....truly said, these positive energies ought be channelised so that real remains real and not artifical and artifical remains artifical and not real. Realism nicely portrayed.
The weeping in the closed rooms is real, not artificial, the nice line
We live in a world of sham and fake! Unfortunately everything around man is artificial and that which comes from within is real! A nice poem with ample food for thought!