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Wanhii Challam Poem
The flooding face of the sky shed tears,
Regretting the stolen souls with unfilled days.
Dire death deducts peace aside from numbers,
Filching lives, loves and joy from this place.
One has taken today, tomorrow it takes us all.
Will it takes itself, come back when time calls?
"It's contributing fertilizers besides to sow."
Is how I defined life, after meditating deeply.
But living, from it's eyes, I came to know:
Kins with a poultry, lived to gets dine to one's potbelly.
Yet doubting cause every actions has two faces,
Maybe it's other face need to be chase!
Perhap, it's the gateway to the warm and peaceful place,
For taken one's never turn their necks once dash.
End up the grave to taste every seconds of today.
To leave no plans undone oft burned to ash.
And settled there if the promised land exist,
Or lost in the roomy dark if souls vanishes like a mist!.
Copyright © Wanhii Challam | Year Posted 2020
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Wanhii Challam Poem
Language of love speaks when no language does;
Utters words caged by the heart;
Express love to loved ones.
The language of truth and trust.
It can be percept by the blinds-
Perceive by the deaf and articulate by the dumbs.
The special language of His creatures:
Dwells in mother earth, dwells in human nature.
Nightmares will be the fear, hatred will be the hate,
But the ears bends down, the tail wags on-
When one understandingly speaks with love.
Copyright © Wanhii Challam | Year Posted 2020
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