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Sunday, December 22, 2013

One Died

One died a fortunate idea after some elephant waded in,
Its trunk roared like a mouth as its stream of hair was inside;
The extinction of the dinosaurs near,
Those are perhaps the facts of death
That sink below the level of graves.

A graveyard felt slow and fast, in those deaths
Was life, each came like the hardness of the most.
A novel idea moved, and one writer was perfect
And he inscribed in beautiful minds
The reading of a day that swam.

One kept the game of beginning,
And to begin with, an evacuation was committed
Of the entire healthy world,
An illness had been an aim of the evil
Minds that should have died diligently.

Perhaps they remained no more than that,
Manufacturing a dying life, for all lives
And this factory of solutions inhibited the beasts
From performing a theatrical value
Of good and hate, living together again.
Naveed Akram
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COMMENTS
Gajanan Mishra 22 December 2013
living together, I like it, thanks.
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