OBLIVIONA Poem by Shweta Sunil
As the moon crumbles into dust,
And falls beneath the valley of doom, And as orphic weeds bloom, Through the sun-dried pulp of dawn, And as the Earth revolved around fire, The archaic windows of the past, Made room for sin, And the universe vanished into blindness, What was to remain was the silence, And the words that, Pierced through existence. © 2017 Shweta SunilReviews
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Added on April 3, 2017Last Updated on April 3, 2017 AuthorShweta SunilBangalore, IndiaAboutJust another person trying to reach true meaning through writing :") more..Writing
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