animesh kumar

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Crumpled and dull

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Crumpled and dull
I am a flying skull

Looking for a land to land
To drown in sand

Dunes upon my grave
Made and unmade against the winds’ lave

Nailed to dead fraternity
Consigned to eternity

Should life be restored to me?
Or made antique like a dead tree?

I wonder, I smile
Under the earth I crawl

Rather deeper I will hide
Where death can’t be denied.

Written by Animesh

August 25, 2008 at 3:23 am

Posted in Poetry

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