Rubaiyat - Disguise Games Poem by M. Asim Nehal
Rubaiyat - Disguise Games
The nakedness dances at the feet of vulgar
The hidden darkness now flash outside
The molten pride is pampering uncovered egos
Death is silently smiling on; as the life is playing games of masquerade.
The nakedness dances at the feet of vulgar.........wow.....Amazing.....liked it....thank you for sharing :)
Death is silently smiling on; as the life is playing games of masquerade. Deep envisioned. God bless.
Death is silently smiling on! Seeking the wickedness of mankind. Nice work.
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4/26/2024 2:50:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Our lives are almost entirely an illusion.. What we think to be true is only a 'masquerade'... A deep, philosophical write Asim.. Thank you for sharing..