Ozymandias..

(poetry in progrss)

A flashback to Shelley's
angkor wat
nothing stands in the way
everything that comes up
comes down
but with a little brain
you can see through
history and gets the walls
coming up
now the preservers
are trying to do a Vishnu
putting back his pose
one by one
or Shiva
the stones
or the churning
the sea of milk

each stone, each slab
and if not build one
so that the god looks god
the angels look angels
and the demons, demons


decay is the only
permanent law
grab, grab, grab
it is only an illusion
it is nothingness
you are grabbing
it is a disapppointment
brewing to greet us
in the final straw

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Vishal Sharma 09 June 2013

great work nice poem i have read the sonnet by shelly titled the same that showed the effect of tym

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Gajanan Mishra 08 June 2013

good poem, thanks. I request you to read my poems and comment.

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