Our Invention-Our Extinction Oh divine! our invention Exits after our extinction That our blood, flesh, breath We have been giving through centuries. The same we nurture, we don, In a dawn, in sun, in evening, in moon. Oh divine! you are not out of us But we are out of your bliss. Over many that your eyes; In many the heinous stays, The scent of coffee flowers, The sweet of berries devoid with. Oh divine! your cost of mirth; First you tend we on earth. We in fact tend devil. How all the beings were gone, Of the extinct we too are prone. If these, lion, deer, monkey Why do I pen this elegy ? Let my words unlike letters. Let my assist unlike computer. Let give to other lives. The livings can keep our leave. Copyright to Shaji john.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 14:27:48 +0000