Benitto Pavithran Poems

Trodden paths and repeating misdeeds
Stared at me as I stood unaware
Pure as innocence and fresh as the spring
Ready to be cast into the dungeons of existence
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I was lost in space and time
Unable to grasp what was happening
Was it zeal, love, or a manifold joy
I still wonder bewildered in your awe
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There was once a time when hatred was my love
Turning all elements around into pieces of disgust
For this very life had seemed blank, motionless
Contempt was a pardox and success, an irony.
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Maybe each one of us
Always feared the expulsion of reason
The abomination of life
The heinous discrepancy of being alive
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There stands you
There stands them
There is a predicament
And a seemingly radical solution
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I see these people
These motivated emancipated weebles
Tossing and tumbling in their places
With their ambitious disgruntled faces
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Deep within the reality that is
Shimmers an aberrant perception
Besmirched by the utopia of eternal bliss
And aloof by the subtle deception
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