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Maybe dreams hold the clue to death Realistic occurrences Colours and adventures Or vast deserts of the void Feelings that burn and destroy Undisturbed yet beckoning. Let go upon awaking
Toiling for years- day in and day outTo be strong for her once little onesTo keep his memory burning withinLike an eternal flame
And hey, since it’s now the fashion to tag every festival with Environmental concerns, here’s a ready reckoner for the rest of the year!
(Speaking into the Void- or into a bunch of people who may give this a cursory glance…
It started with great promise-The tantalizing fragrance,The bud that was asleep, Ah!This divinity made me weep