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Poetry
An Occult Experience

It was defenceless,
the death of dreams. Why god
has lifted the sorrow of pain in eyes.

Open your inkpot, the
tears pay the price to purchase
the inner mercy after tasting venom.

Do you think I
possess everything. I want
to become Sisiphus with empty hands.

Everyone experiences death of some dream or other. A poet expresses the pain in a way that can be experienced by the readers. Many may consider it a useless activity like that of Sisiphus.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP
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