The Dance. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Dance.
Do the demons acts there own
The dance of death there it persists
Unable to contain the human feeling
How cruel the world feels
Mindful happiness lost for ever
Is it wars or dance of death, wonder.
Very sensible appraisal of what is going on in different parts of the world in the form of shoot outs, mindless blood-shed, suicide attacks, hanging and beheading of innocent people in the name of revenge. Thanks, Sir.
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5/8/2024 10:59:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Constant struggles throughout the world. Will we ever have peace? You write about important issues. Well done. Tom Billsborough