Shrub's life
Grasped naught
What was near
So dear!
In cracked ravines
Flood of blood
Flowed unremitted
So, red!
Curse not dejavu, in
Struggle not availed
Long live
The age, so
Short lived.
O, shrub!
Had I given
An ounce
Of pangs
In thy pain
Such was not
The plot dreamt
Which played
With silent force!!
Grasped naught
What was near
So dear!
In cracked ravines
Flood of blood
Flowed unremitted
So, red!
Curse not dejavu, in
Struggle not availed
Long live
The age, so
Short lived.
O, shrub!
Had I given
An ounce
Of pangs
In thy pain
Such was not
The plot dreamt
Which played
With silent force!!
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