Ugliness Poem by Lovita Morang

Ugliness

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life lived on it’s ugliness
ugly is our devilish diktats
duteous dwelling-is it the birthright
noble I am born, with faith…reborn

Cost of freedom cannot be your blood
Nor can I shed it to glorify my existence…

Into any blissful land lord can be enslaven
Enlightening can be a mere far-cry
Dies the peace…
Cries the peace…
Under the dying sun
The bleeding fingers write

Can you buy me a peace

What lurks you to say
I love you - nomore

Everyday brightens up with another night
And every night I wait…

Mornings of life mourning
Singing farewell song
cowardly again shall be the birth
Dastardly acts dogmatised
Life lived on it’s ugliness
Noble I am born
With faith…reborn

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Lovita Morang

Lovita Morang

Arunachal, Assam, india
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