Musing 132 Poem by shuvo chakraborty
Musing 132
When godess fly low
And angels chase the dark shadows
How come men be called unaccountable?
Hades was not river unnatural
Before the fairies smeared with oblivion
Swam arbitrary in the pleasing darkness
And feigned innocence before the mirrors,
Daughters of divine melted not the sands of river
Under the care of holy sulpherage
That was ignited never for introspection.
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