When Truth Becomes a Voice
When Truth Becomes a Voice O O O O Aah Aahaa H H Paths that cross the boundaries of time Moments when clocks lose their meaning Light and shadow merge along the turns Only thoughts reside in this space Names and ties wash away in the soil Hunger and rest are pauses in the journey Abandoned pain blooms as words No name to call one’s own Bearing the tears of others Sharing joy, taking on sorrow Walking with the world, merging with solitude Truth itself becomes the voice of the poet GR kaviyoor 29 12 2025 (Canada, Toronto)