Arnav Gogoi

Thou Weak Men

blessed by the divine one
and nurtured by angel mother
thou art, so gifted
of river eyes, fire a brother
wisdom thy soul, alas!
wistful becomes of thou
drowns continence deep thy
some far below, thine heart
of strident, of craven becomes
as thou stance take,
when falls the sky above.....

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