Frozen Thoughts - Poem by kalyani peddada
Am I a warrior or a saint…
Am I a warrior or a saint hauling a plume of victory of combat
tampering thy ego and vagary of frozen thoughts being icicled….
My temples beating, fluid gushing through my veins,
Debilitated and drenched with sweat throughout…..
Moaning in silence, the fire re-emerging from head to foot…….
gazing at the timeless circle spinning at its own pace……
My gaunt reflection having encumbered with numerous questions and answers,
am I answering or questioning……, am I answering or questioning thou…..
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