Searching Soul

Searching Soul

When the divinity
lived in you, I scrambled
to touch blue moon.

Sitting near a
sepulcher, I dreamed of
inhuman deaths.

Will my generation
give heart rending tip-off
to this doomed world?

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[Poetic Beauty]

When will be learn to stop warring and fight amongst each other?…
I haven’t the answer nor do I think I shall see it in my lifetime. We humans tend to gravitate towards war and power