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if the cloud exits from the stage absurdly leaving the confusion--? if the seed shrivels in the green-room like a meaningless season--? if no celebration of germination? it is painful -- so, painful if -- existence of no dialogues, no emotions, no encounters no colour scheme, no tantalizing episodes, no appeasing music? the sky and the soil as the actor and spectator if no purification of souls after annihilating each other--? if no event of rejuvenation? it is painful -- so, painful the stage of disdain -- only the disdain that is the tragedy -- that is the sin !!! you and i like the eye and eye-lid if not brawling and embracing how the world be a scenic charm ? you and i like the cloud and seed if not flowing like the rivulets in veins if not raging like the life in grains how could you and i split into million future dreams ? you and i be the rain of some memories be the offering of some poems before planting our mortal frames... if not---- that is the tragedy .. that is the only tragedy if you and i cannot offer ourselves to germination---- that is the tragedy ... that is the sin...... !!!
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 12:06 AM UTC
if not --- ? it is the tragedy !!!
if the cloud exits from the stage absurdly leaving the confusion--? if the seed shrivels in the green-room like a meaningless season--? if no celebration of germination? it is painful -- so, painful if -- existence of no dialogues, no emotions, no encounters no colour scheme, no tantalizing episodes, no appeasing music? the sky and the soil as the actor and spectator if no purification of souls after annihilating each other--? if no event of rejuvenation? it is painful -- so, painful the stage of disdain -- only the disdain that is the tragedy -- that is the sin !!! you and i like the eye and eye-lid if not brawling and embracing how the world be a scenic charm ? you and i like the cloud and seed if not flowing like the rivulets in veins if not raging like the life in grains how could you and i split into million future dreams ? you and i be the rain of some memories be the offering of some poems before planting our mortal frames... if not---- that is the tragedy .. that is the only tragedy if you and i cannot offer ourselves to germination---- that is the tragedy ... that is the sin...... !!!
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 12:06 AM UTC
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