No longer we are physical,
As the time has been tactical.
It is left with the beings,
Two known old beings.
Off course it started in march,
Four long years with a torch.
Something was very special,
The last two barren with the first two crucial.
There was a peak of understanding,
And today alone both are with standing.
Two different thoughts brought,
Brought the worst established drought.
The pieces I gather in my intuition,
Are no more alive in the set institution.
For the love has left long back,
And our intuitions have few draw backs.
I can smell the bad happening,
And yet least bothered for the knowing.
If it to has to end with all,
It has to end in all.
Dedicated to our intuitional Love.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 08/08/2021
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem