Shall shadow of man,
Whose life has been a reverie,
Depart from the Earth and treachery?
Withdrawing this world unreal
Transcending into the realm of real.
Far far away from all pleasures,
To a place where ecstatic leisure
Awaits with abundant blissful treasure.
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PoetryLiterature is the highest form of knowledge and poetry is the highest form of literature, for there is no medium other than poetry which is refined to its pristine state. The book is a compilation of poems which are centred on direct experiences fr...
