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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Abhorrent those phizog few, At times they flood his mind. He did not even know why them his mind drew, He has got to get down, reasons to find. His mindly nib, she oozes memories, Of old and new… far but few,but many ,that he knows not. On papyrus his mind scribbles and carries, And then drains encapsulated emotions that afore are now brought. His heart bleeds of porous feelings, Bleached and dried by furious despotism. Of people he knew real close in life’s dealings, Of the ones he had no knowledge of their absolutism. Blood flows from his weary eyes, Tears flow from his broken heart. But he has not yet learnt life’s game of dice. All he has borne is the fury of the tyranny’s dart. My thoughts like his lie chained , My mindly nib brings afore, Glued stuck and stained. Memories of the past eon all sore. Get up my Goa….. Can one dare to hope… Instead of all in this darkness grope All he can hear is Empty voices….. cold… dark and sterile, Shapless dreams , but sought in the midst of peril Black mirrored roads and murky simmering waters, Is no place for perfect reflections, but for our dream slaughters Leaving behind a land adorned by hungry eyes… Its beauty diminishing like wisps of smoke amidst populous cries…… Get up stand up…. ElseWe will run blinded in the dark, And meet the hard embrace Of whispered truth and scolding truth without a scenario of a worser case You are watched and inspected, Governed , directed , censored and corrected. You are told what to do, You are told how far to go. Where is that haloed glow? No more a part of your grand show, Have they driven your thoughts to a tangent, Oh then even your smile could shortly become pungent. Your sanity unseen Your senses now dumb that were earlier keen. I still cannot reconcile as to why? Why why and why? You still walk in sheathed in tatters of pride…. Lips closed but open eyed….. How long…….. Do we have to be forlorn How long…….. Do we have to be forlorn
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