Soul's Agony. Poem by Radhamani Sarma
Soul's Agony.
I am coagulated beyond limit,
break the barricade.
I wear the accelerated Wings,
The flapping and craving
towards a silent zone,
free form toil and moil
of reptiles and rigmaroles,
witnessing puerile motions with
little constructive notions:
From above I see, ply,
many crunch the feed
fodder, greenery, next day,
with a sickle to uproot.
Earth can only shake and tremble.
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