The Darkness Came Poem by Sushil Kumar Tripathy

The Darkness Came

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The darkness came
Painted with the whole blackness
Blown my all efforts to live
The sickle shaped moon
Can’t brush out the deep darkness
The life is full of understanding
And I was misunderstood
For ever I thought.
The carcass of memory
Lying on a burial ground
And concentrated pain of life
Starts flaming on it
In the garden of love.

Sunday, September 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: human
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Walkerjohn 20 September 2015

Aloha Sushil... It is truly so... when the each of US is faced with that 'blindness', that 'mindlessness', that particular fear of 'death'... that the one memory of our lives before this conception comes through to smack US up side our heads... we remember that 'love'... beyond human understanding of such... of the fact that we were someone, we were someplace... before... Thank you for this profound and clarifying post... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two

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Sushil Kumar Tripathy

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Odisha State in INDIA
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