Survival Of The Dead

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O Life!

Your retinue Time,

Quelling the fetched hour,

Denounced me the craving to depart..

O Life!

The balmy weather of sighs,

The shriveling wings I have painstakingly nurtured,

Prejudice paved in to the shelter..

O Life!

You catapulted me to the glare of squinting eyes,

Where I never thought I would ever survive,

My mere pride..

O my Beloved Life!

You unfolded the bitter spreads of salt and pepper,

You eschewed the glowing gold petals,

My tears transformed pearls,

My heart turned to its curves,

O Life!

In the crowd of desires,

Repercussions of the thunders,

Swarming balls of fires,

Hovered my upright..

O my dear Life!

I beheld the lynch of my conscience,

That withered with the past,

Yet You saved me my poise..

my Soul, indeed, You are my Life!

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