Innocence derives the route to the infiniteA Poem by Balkaran SidhuSpirituality is a place for nurturing where souls are cultured With the seeds of truth in our hands. Nature breeds the noblity. The gloom of savagery stretches to our pith,a cult of modern age where the venom of our selfishness stings our own claret. But my providence knows that I've been naive It makes me dignified in his celebrious fragerance Now it's so hard to detach My downfalls from his moral grade. Because darkness stretches behind the certanity, where powdered stones gives clues of evolution And fear ties knots and pulls them to constrict. It leaves us crippled from ethicality. But in the end such tired words will rest. The truth will reroute the narrow things we've said. The pawn strings will lower and untie And out of the ashes, love will be realized.
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Added on January 16, 2013Last Updated on January 16, 2013 AuthorBalkaran SidhuHanumangarh, Rajasthan, IndiaAboutHome will always be here... Poetry Anthology- http://www.amazon.com/Divided-Seven-Billion-Balkaran-Singh-ebook/dp/B00KQ3668Q/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=&qid= Facebook -https://www.fa.. more..Writing
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