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Heading up to Death
The world was one,
a known world,
and the rest unknown,
never divided,
Without any governance.
Then we explored,
blithe of bosky nature,
asunder into boundaries,
the tremendous brume,
spear into pieces,
with the brand,
a sword of selfishness.
Dell or dingle, nothing left,
Blue ether thus went black,
illuding exploration,
gash us to death,
the great mankind,
went impuissant.
On the ice of extinct,
We're floating ahead,
a deadly lay wind sings,
we know not to swim,
and heading up to death.
#poem #Poetry #indianbard
a known world,
and the rest unknown,
never divided,
Without any governance.
Then we explored,
blithe of bosky nature,
asunder into boundaries,
the tremendous brume,
spear into pieces,
with the brand,
a sword of selfishness.
Dell or dingle, nothing left,
Blue ether thus went black,
illuding exploration,
gash us to death,
the great mankind,
went impuissant.
On the ice of extinct,
We're floating ahead,
a deadly lay wind sings,
we know not to swim,
and heading up to death.
#poem #Poetry #indianbard
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