How many a times
Through the wet eyes
Have I touched thee
In darkness galore, the
Softness of thy
Beauteous depth.
A day will heed, its
Philosophy presence, to
Azure the truth of life
Was having a total faith
Until the journey of death.
But lo!
Lost faith in that
Which had in-scripted
A line of verse
On the epitaph:
The life was a revenge of death!
Through the wet eyes
Have I touched thee
In darkness galore, the
Softness of thy
Beauteous depth.
A day will heed, its
Philosophy presence, to
Azure the truth of life
Was having a total faith
Until the journey of death.
But lo!
Lost faith in that
Which had in-scripted
A line of verse
On the epitaph:
The life was a revenge of death!
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