Confusion~by Dipendra Kumar

 

 

Confusion
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All I learned
from the past
to this present
the secret
that was told
that I read
that I followed
that I believed
that I admired
that I did,
was – –
when you
chop off
the tree from stem
its killed,
its dead,
and
the dead means
– with no life
– with no spirit
and
– – no means “NO”;
but
the dead tree
will bring offspring
in the spring itself
the new green buds
though
/ the end by death /
as well
/ the life by start /
was taught before,
Who is confused, me or the dead tree?
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Poet © Dipendra