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Mortally Divine


He who sways the needle fine, 
The ancient of them all, Time. 

Time is what one truly spends, 
Million attempts at retrospective amends. 

Amends one seeks for long lost deed, 
Forgotten not forgiven by divine heed. 

Heed your way encased mortal coil, 
Light thy pyre with blood, sweat and toil.

Toil util the illusions last,
'Cause end is just the start.

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LOKESH PANT said…
Very true. Nicely written.

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