Description seems inadequate
To capture Nature’s essence
When life is solely permanent
In momentary prescience
Yet still her eminence unveils
A grim facade exterior
When setting suns, besetting sails
Reveal the realm’s ulterior
Unmotivated inspiration
Morphing into beauty’s beast
A hideous abomination
Come to wage its war of peace
And watch the world dehumanize
Itself in feasts of banquet flesh
Before starvation’s slow demise
Can feast its eyes on Bangladesh
And sink into the Indian
Where karma is the salt in wounds
Samsara born to die again
In Shiva’s doom-impending tombs
Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 2:29 PM UTC
Description seems inadequate
To capture Nature’s essence
When life is solely permanent
In momentary prescience
Yet still her eminence unveils
A grim facade exterior
When setting suns, besetting sails
Reveal the realm’s ulterior
Unmotivated inspiration
Morphing into beauty’s beast
A hideous abomination
Come to wage its war of peace
And watch the world dehumanize
Itself in feasts of banquet flesh
Before starvation’s slow demise
Can feast its eyes on Bangladesh
And sink into the Indian
Where karma is the salt in wounds
Samsara born to die again
In Shiva’s doom-impending tombs
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