Perfection How! - Poem by SAKISABRE Saki
Since 1967 till 2014
the man is 47 yrs old
time is passing making all cold
time is decaying all teeth & power of the muscles
sometimes hear the Death's rustle
Our Ego still an unbridled Hill
perfection of the Soul How?
Uh haa Jaasia
Still am in me NOW?
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