Traveled and traveled
Now I am on top of a cantilevered cliff
Projecting into a deep sea
Tired I stood there With crumbling legs
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Skeletons carrying rocky boulders on head and shoulders Beaten up by masters to build another Taj.... .....Wonderful outlook on human life....thank you very much....
The feathers of the poets gather unto wings to open the eyelids of man to reality. Like your poem and how you express what you see...though it weighs heavy on the hearts of many. I've seen the shadows too.
I have the same Eyes to see what you see, The same Mind to understand just what you have in mind, The Silver Tongue to mouth the words out Loud. To Read them over, then to read again.Thank you my Friend...a Fine Poem +10. Kind Regards Philip