Everest - Poem by cyclopseven Ram
Words from Everest, tremble
humbly wrapped in icy blanket.
the tremor of her voice
violently touched me.
Yet in burdgeoning selfishness
I refused to part from my blanket
but wrapped it nicely to warm this ephemeral body
Though the cold breeze
chills and freezes the Everest
her guts to stand still facing the life
an enigmatic symbol to persevere;
a sign for man to abide
in her strength mighty
irrespective of icy blanket
she is there standing proud
staring at us – the shrewd kind of man.
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