aatmaa he said
your soul
it must awaken
it sleeps the sleep of the untried
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</>So that is how it is!
Its not as if the sun comes up
and the sky is abruptly glorious
and everything suddenly spurts and blooms.
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All true the spattering of rain
upon the disillusioned and the brave
dousing grasshoppers and crowds
intentional and knave
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You saw her striding through her life
shaking off the relics of her own penury of purpose;
Her eyes seeking without knowing.
You watched as she hastily dried the rain
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The End
So all must die and I must too
not at peace in my own bed
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Walk away into the other room.Walk away.
What will I find there except a void
full of all that is not the previous room.
A better void because it is
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I taste the limpid moonlit night;
the wandering cloud aglow with thirst;
whose liquid bowl innards seduce
the stars with promises of old...
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I stood upon a pedestal
That grew
With it I rose
To heights so high
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They all weep.
War poems, Documentary scripts
File pictures, all cry that
War is about the brave men;
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