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Monday, 10 October 2011

Drowning Phoenix's Cry - An Elegy.

All the criss-crossing pathways

rocking me unto slumber betwixt loss...

All the humming skeletons,

ghosts of the past and present premonitions,

lighting the fire of incessant slumber last...

Hath I observed a sane moment sooner,

the malady of fate, twisted and wry, Dear Lord!

But Alas! so fated was I,

that now I lose myself

in a drowning phoenix's cry...

And wet, infected it falls asleep forever...

Dies, withers, wet lump,

ashes unburnt, resurrection undone, lost...

And here I lie, lamenting the phoenix's loss...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju

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