It spells and yells the inner chaos...
Withering the charm of love and warmth,
Moments of tantrums high and low,
Soil & spoil the cherished bonds,
Spoken words of the gone by days,
And boundless wars of opposed views,
Leave their scars in kith & kin,
Journeying till the graveyard pit
Dispute in rage like the funeral pyre,
Gulps the harmony eternally ever,
The hunt of peace in its ashes...
Rewards agony to the barren hearts
Arms outstretched, knees down,
Call to knock the heavenly doors,
Beckons the alms of celestial grace,
Granting the boon of forgiveness....
And here happens, the death of deaths,
With the exit of Ego, shackled as "I",
The bereaved identities merging into -
An ageless presence of the "Infinite"
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