It's Severe Poem by SALINI NAIR
It's Severe
Its twilight
Withstand to hands of darkness
All the way its merriment
To reach the habitat briskly
But some in search of its dawn
Collateral in the shade of night
Creep to the world of emptiness
Like the king of darkness
I am the faded creature of day
Move along to the bits of night
Severe soreness on foot
That ended the walk in darkness
Small ant moves in haste
That blocks the pride of mine
Silly bite that seize my lane
My wishes that hanged this time
Way of life is unbiased always
Craft of diversion is creator's side
There the offender is inane always
An invader is a hermit therein! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Way of life is unbiased always Craft of diversion is creator's side There the offender is inane always An invader is a hermit therein! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! What a poem! Thoughtful and truthful.
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4/19/2024 5:45:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a good poem very insightful with last stanza of lines beautifully composed.....it's all about a tiny soul rushing toward its habitat at twilight hour when feet coming upon it knowingly or accidentally makes the treader to feel humble and submissive..........very well composed......I liked it