life
When I sit and think
life seems a blink
A single second
merely beginning and end
Rest is, too waste
A COLON
That marks a new beginning
Has itself no meaning
No use.
As a bulb fuse
People talk a lot
Subtract and add
Finally a zero
No Villain
No hero
Just a vowel
To fill the space
No sound
No grace
May be proud
May regret
Truth is one
Get it save
All paths of glory
leads to grave.
shailendra shail
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