Termination Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Termination

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In course of time fire died
No more boresome wrangling
Path is also coiled under feet
Slowly the evening is falling

Standing on the edge of a ditch
Beckoning hollowness the infinite
No belief in transmigration of souls
My deposition stored up to night

Friday, September 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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