Horror, how big it was?
Watching the dead bodies floating on
the river. A voice screams. Dearth said mercy.
Looking at the truth of
pain, the end smiles. Then who killed
oneself? Right to kill was not religion.
What can be the last wish
of a stone buried in the grave of a
resuscitated angel after the death?
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Comments1
'Dearth said mercy.'
'Right to kill was not religion.'
'What can be the last wish
of a stone buried in the grave'..
(Amen!
dear Poet
Amen!)
insightful, commentary
with unerringly, arrowed precision
thank you for choosing to share: Guru!
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