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Hints of Despair
By SHAMIT BAGCHI
http://shamitb.blogspot.com
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Death Loves Thee
A dark, bleak,
Brutal monotony;
A pathetic path of
Reeking of decay
Nearing endgame.
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And visions of joy;
To go on treading.
An ambiguous life,
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We embrace, embrace, embrace.
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See? I hear you.
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nausea, alarming desire;
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Life, Lush then now bald
The lush bunch both exotic and giving off a primal fragrance!
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Perhaps Not a Poet's Muse.
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I open my eyes,
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Life Goes on, as if nothing happened.
Alas! Only to realize how far, how very far - now very far!
The mental sore was now drawing blood, draining the spirit.
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Dreams get killed when you wake up – blow by blow.
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