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by Dr sarat sonowal   Jan 24, 2013


Tracing thy life
Through the sands in my hand
A myriad plethora
Returning to my ashes

On the path of wisdom
The man had create
A distorted painting of himself
And a ticking bomb in hands

Learning through mistakes
Committing another crime
The desire and fulfilment
Forgetting mutual ties

Digging deep
Cavern and metropolitan life
Note, bullets and lies
Keeping a monster alive

Stuck and disintegrated
Pebbles on my path
The shattered mirror crying
What are these walls?

"Learned through ages
Lost everything buying time
My head now turned
Into ballistic missile"

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