Past
Is it fair
for a dying star to refuse
Its shine to the sky,
once avidly obliged
 deny even a farewell shimmer
An ode to the companionship
of times bygone?
Are the laws of vengeance so cruel,
The wanton hatred so maddening
So as to make  past,
A mere transition.
Poetry by sagi
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Written on 2014-08-09 at 09:16
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