Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Voices Without Faces Comments

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I hear them clearer still with each dreamless night,
Mumbling, whimpering, singing, whispering and shouting,
Floating across to me from the seven seas and nine oceans,
Their unitary message a cacophony of ringing sepulchre bells,
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Babatunde Idowu Ebenezer
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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 October 2017

Hearing the sound in dreamless night amazes mind entirely. Each night reminds about time. Death is truth and ultimate destination of life after birth. Having happiness in life perceiving this is wise. Amazing poem is shared.10

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