My Humming Word

Month: December 2020

  1. Poem
He met his nemesisAbruptly and suddenlyWith his sad demiseWhile he exhaustedHis precious last breathWhen umpteen desiresWere still in storeUnfulfilled and waiting… I feel liberatedWith mind equipoisedAnd mortal body aliveWith umpteen breathsStill left in balanceYet without any worldlyCravings or desire, leavingMe in peace and pure bliss.  39,532 total views,  8 views today

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