LIFE IS
Life is nothingbut a few memories
Of the moments
Lived with you
The interiorscape
Begins to irradiate
A lurid figure
Coming God knows from where
Submits itself to me
To make me alit
In a horizon of
Complete abandonment
Amid thickening shadows
Trampling underfoot
My head and heart.
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
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