Grave Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Grave
In the dark
And gloomy night
I reached the unpleasant grave of truth,
Pure and sublime truth was
Brutally buried there
By the obnoxious hand of falsehood,
As I meditated deeply,
I listened the miserable cry
Of the refined truth,
It was trying to come out,
But in vain,
What a horrible moment it was!
Great poem. Truth didden in deep dark caves is most difficult to reach.
Thoughts need to be pounded upon to determine truth or validity. A good poem.
A beautiful poem! I'm happy that you always select a very nice theme. Well penned..5 stars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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9/26/2025 11:03:46 AM # 1.0.0
The tour In search of truth to their graves is marvellous