some micro poems

horizon teaches me
what lies before my eyes
may not be what I see

we’re great learners
as though we know now
how to survive without weapons

just a while ago
I thought I let old memories go
but they’ve again conquered my space,
my body, my ego
overcast the presence
of my elusive consciousness

don’t worry
mobiles and other gadgets
will be outdated soon
what’ll never be antiquated
are weapons and arms of intolerance

intolerance is the only arm
that severs
the arms of acceptance

© supratik 2020
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