Poetry

POETRY- The Voyage of Oblivion

And who has seen the moon

Will see the dawn too, soon

But what I cannot promise

Is the sun at noon.

 

It is the Isle of mystery

Where you have been dumped

And duped by the whole humanity

Relentlessly forgotten

Left all by yourself.

 

In other sense you are free

Fromm all those norms and taboo

From every injustice and corruption

That you were forcefully made part of

Without a standing ovation.

 

You can take of the self

There is water and air and peace

Nothing else that you need

While you build the ship for you will need it

Build the ship and name it death.

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