Grief stridden
Thick viscous drops of tearI swallow
To subside the
Burns of sorrow.
The run-off,
The lonely companion
Of my tired swollen eyes,
Escapes my inner vision
In search of the sun in dark.
"Is death a gift of sacrifice
For taking a rebirth?"
Poetry by P K Padhy
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Written on 2009-11-22 at 11:53
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