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No Battle at all..

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No battle at all,

No fight,

Just kissing the lonely sky

Like a tattered kite.

Life is now at the grace of time.

Who were we?

And who held the thread ?

Each and every kite falls one day,

making the flight sublime.

I know not

 is it the rule or merely a consolation ?

Life sometimes gets vengeful

Putting us into cage of desolation.

 

◄ Fading fast...

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Taylor Crowshaw

Sun 21st Oct 2018 00:04

Wow Avishek..powerful poem..?

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raypool

Sat 20th Oct 2018 21:51

I sense a big weight released through words Avishek, a burden, and consequently I feel for the message and wish good luck for you( or whoever this is aimed at).

Ray

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