Images Of Life Poem by Satheesan Rangorath

Images of life
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Under beam of little glow,
contains my small world.
I try Trek Mountain of darkness,
as large cliffs, hang tough,
often bleeding my vision.

In blurred short sightedness,
I feel seeing whole world,
pretend showing light to all
being a wizard of I know all clan

on wings of ignorance I fly,
showing tiny dot of spark.
An attempt to light hearth,
by pinching tail of heatless fire.

Many circles round in night,
flicking tones of lifeless show.
As dawn consumes night,
dead bodies float all around.

Efforts turn a futile show,
like floating tinsels on air.
As sun slowly emerges,
they fade away into dust.

Lifeless eyes stare of scare.
Stinking dreams litter on shore.
Far ahead into shine, I see love,
moving past holding a hand.

Those who walked this way,
left footprints of their soul.
Half-living creeps still arise,
Limping back into sewage duct.
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