Pic credit: Joaquin Lourido
Universe of dying faith
Is diminishing in me slightly,
Iceberg of artificial truth
Is taking place silently,
Everything is mesmerizing.
One day the giant hand of false
Would cover it selves
To overlap unjustified things.
Hidden eye will collect its power,
Hand will rose with consolation,
And ear will hear hymn.
Is diminishing in me slightly,
Iceberg of artificial truth
Is taking place silently,
Everything is mesmerizing.
One day the giant hand of false
Would cover it selves
To overlap unjustified things.
Hidden eye will collect its power,
Hand will rose with consolation,
And ear will hear hymn.
Dr. Ashutosh
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