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 Oct 2012 Bhaskar D
Maaruf B
Mind exposed to the fluorescence
of the dusk, clouds of repentance

Divine vision never achieved
through the mountains of lust, contented

Never cared, for the secret within
The glorious dawn, had much to take in

Deceived by the alluring incantation
of the day, eternal delusion

The blue of the skies avoided
now bleeds through the clouds so red

Shadows of the living stretches
like the string that dies in stress

Radiance of the soul decays
as the reign of the dark prevails...

— The End —