Flames of hate soar high up in the sky
Engulfing comradeship entirely.
I implore, seek solace in prayer.
Caste, faith, race, and creed blur the man’s soul,
Swallowing tenderness completely.
I survey, in silence, at Heavens.
HIS rain drops drench me with sense and depth,
Offering absolute dilemma –
The frailty of Humans is timeless.
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Birbhanu Singh works with a bank in Germany. Literature is his passion and he pens his thoughts in his free time and also reads books, Apart from that he loves to travel and is a dendrophile.
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Such meaningful lines. The last line captured the theme beautifully..frailty of human beings..wow.