One day,
With your corpse
consigned to grave,
Soul escaped far away,
As a bird
evade from the snare.
With no traces left behind,
memories nobody rewind,
Alive turned into death
along the settled wrath.
In the remembrance of deceased,
they the cursing beast,
lighted candles and cried,
You forgotten deep inside.
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Enwreathing Thoughts
PoesiaThis book is a collection of poems drenched in enwreathing thoughts. Thoughts surrounding you, Thoughts surrounding me, Thoughts surrounding this huge sphere. Our little mind is always wrapped by some thoughts, some kind and some not so kind. Let yo...
