Before and after---
the burial ground
Life’s pristine
journey
begins swift as bee, buzzing round,
for the sane and genuine grieving
only in burial
ground;
Moments of glamour and gloom,
like the waning and waxing
Of anything materialistic-
it is
the stagnant water -previous show;
what is the
kernel in this body?
What is the
soul hiding, where,
In the mega project
of flesh and sin
Not knowing the
Unreachable.
A little
ganga water purifying,
Only our
exterior, our thaw less
still
ruminating the events
leading
to our bathos
and perfunctory roll.
Aftermath of revel and rebel
mad
rush for attorney and property,
signing and
countersigning
shadowing all
our efficacious deals;
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