Death, a crux in our life and a reluctant
endeavour tearing down for one thing
that does not tolerate with our life,,
That is our death,here is one man who
represents all of us,who is against it,
He was key to extent his date of death.
Death is an enemy of defending and
Plundering his privilege for his life
longer,he tried to find that enemy,
He is no about the time he looks;
He stands present but outlook his
Time for future,death here is all.
The enemy,he himself tried to
Defend,but mention here is,to be
represents the whole world,looking
forward to find his date of death
to find his date of death,once he
knew it! and his imagination has to
defending his life and time,he
found where is the life begin,
Where is the first breath starts
Where is first voice,the voice of
life emerged,he found the
He found iota of life,fresh life
He found the blood of enternal
Life,but it is beyond his hands
And control for reshaping this
tangles,curbing his enduring
Life scenario,he chose his psyco
And mental attitude for regulate.
His tensions,he all know was how
To bring his life again,he dived to
The life,to the life of the first man
He grafted his temerity to his high
Melting heart,he borrowed some
Positives,then he followed his heart.
Death was,is ,and will be a critical
Role,ugly deeds for humanity,not
To be erased or defeated the cause.
- Author: cyriac maliakkal ( Offline)
- Published: January 14th, 2023 09:24
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 12
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