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Nov 16, 2024
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Updated: Jul 15, 2025

By Priyesh Ananda Bhavan


Standing among the nature’s fury


I too was impuissant from an injury


With darkness splodged in the path


No one knows what’s aftermath


 

Laceration is too deep to cover


Hope is the only way to recover,


No evil force can ever maim quiddity


Not even touch the essence of felicity


 

Lord, give me the strength to stand


To drink this perilous potion and withstand


Another day will surge from the depth


To look into the eyes of death


 

With every step that feels thin


Nature is all, and we, the dust within


Still as it teaches lessons with surprises


With every dawn, a new hope arises


By Priyesh Ananda Bhavan


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