Yet to go
Or yet to be cast into?
Not by will
But by actions and inactions
You can call it illusion
And do not forget not
With you and the flame, there could be a fusion
So blazing
And so flaming
It must consume
So who does it be?
And where do you stand
Just be ready
To escape the perpetual flame
Or be a perpetual member
DEEP INTO POLITICS
I thought for a moment I Imagined peace laced with war I saw the efforts of a recalcitrant looser The beauty of it, I cou...
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Presently my soul lingers in limbo; not agnostic The weary feet of me gets weary not; soon to be No mortal seek what I seek; perhaps know wh... -
I SPEAK OF A TYRANT I speak of a tyrant Whose cruelty ebbs not Whose acts of predicaments recognizes no truce The joy of the people ...
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Time is due as it is due Our own will be a sample for mankind Going and never to retreat Envies from our foes will be a norm T...