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So I have borrowed few words

No, not from the dictionary of civilization

Yet civilized enough in their own terms


At first they observed my intentions

Diving deep into my desires and design

Perhaps to measure my honesty or hypocrisy


The day was bright as usual like our lies

Everywhere the newspapers were shouting

As much as they have been instructed


And I was waiting for the words

To guide me through my convictions

As I have been taught by the leaders of the nations


To my surprise the words started to disassemble 

Into the alphabets of the ancient histories

In the middle of our conference


And suddenly even the alphabets

Started to dissolve into an unknown silence

That had never heard of


July The 29th 2018

  • Author: NilavroNill (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 15th, 2023 13:26
  • Category: Reflection
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