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Life ends majestically??
The disappearance of a life is majestic,
Its lies and its truth; what’s wrong or Right.
What ends when it ends,
What never ends is majestic.
Dust on the faces,
The wrinkles and dark circles,
The pale face of spent youth,
The life, its premise,
The never-ending time,
Which ends thine.
The face which lies,
A time which flies,
From born to the young,
From nothing to everything,
From one to two,
From two to family,
then youth to old,
A man lies,
And his life, which flies.
#poetry #indianbard
Its lies and its truth; what’s wrong or Right.
What ends when it ends,
What never ends is majestic.
Dust on the faces,
The wrinkles and dark circles,
The pale face of spent youth,
The life, its premise,
The never-ending time,
Which ends thine.
The face which lies,
A time which flies,
From born to the young,
From nothing to everything,
From one to two,
From two to family,
then youth to old,
A man lies,
And his life, which flies.
#poetry #indianbard
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