Samudhra Thara !
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& Truly are the Poets, the Prophets, tortured.
Whether they arise from the department of the pedestal or the verses of the people !
For the Pharaoh and the Pyramids
They still build
And all that glitters is not gold
Is not gild !
Oh Conciousness
You mighty ferryman
Travelling between the shores
Of thought and death
Of thought and life,
Demarcated by the silence
Before the roars of the soul-
The photon sphere
Of a black hole -
& Which is death & which is life
is a question that is rife
To the observer.
Ferryman what are the Jewels
You bring back to me.
To the Urban World
The Urban warrior
Have you dug a tunnel
Through the universe
A river way
(I beg to know,
I beg, I pray).
I'd like to ask or rather say
Are you traversing between
Two great Earths
and two great suns
In that boat of yours.
Or are you just the Universe
Partaking in
Two rising suns and two falling days.
What a Play !
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