Meaningless Poem by Utsav Sarkar

Meaningless



Life is a wet torn piece of paper
In the debris of Time,
Where past is flickering twilight
Future is optimistic like lover,
Present is panting like hearth

No compromise like angry couple
No promise like broker
Only pragmatism in criticism,
Life is like drainage through outlet
Of birth and death in meaningless

Sunday, November 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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