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Jun 2014
They say, knowledge is vanity, so must I
Admit my sin, for I have taken a bite
Of the serpent apple as Adam did
In the garden in Eve.

For this has behoove me into my present to
Recognise everything I love and cherish
Eventually becomes frail and fragile.

Every road ends with death,
Every friendship ends with death,
Every love ends with death.

Loneliness, despair, betrayal, sickness,
Dignity, they all come to the same conclusion.
So show me a religion that prepares me
For Nothingness and death.

Thy shall follow into it's footsteps
So what I have been taught since I was a
Child I no longer have need for
And do not believe in anymore.
I am no longer believer of more life
After death.

No more dreams. No more lies.
My sibling is not my saviour
My only hope and what I cling to
is Nothingness.

So, my belief is in the the sun limited.
I welcome the sunset limited with
Open arms as the sunset limited is
Waiting for me.
Empty Perspective
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Empty Perspective  New Delhi
(New Delhi)   
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