a poem by rochish mon, India

In the brain, nude
thoughts prevail; heart

Human face hides these;
Humans lives on with their faces.

An envelope called living
Is a mask to every person.

Every person is a secret;
That is why a person,
to the other is a threat.

Veils exist;
Actuality is not available.

Unpublished nudity has a dress-
It is known as human life.

on the earth, unendingly
Chaos and chaos...

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