Sometimes, in my resign'd moments,
come direly crashing
Pangs of the past into my mind
that's so alarming:
The Immortal tamely fell to
killer's bullet;
My own palls were fear'd dead in a
freak accident.
Dread i how my professor died
in slumber
When his son hit on head with
iron hammer...
From the refuse of happiness watch
i in dismay
How Death by occult designs befall
with sudden foray!
What to save, and what to boast of
and compete for,
As draconian survival makes each
morrow harsher?
Yet Joy is racing endless down the
fatal circuit
As dangers of ambushes prowl our
hopeless racket...
--- N P Samal
come direly crashing
Pangs of the past into my mind
that's so alarming:
The Immortal tamely fell to
killer's bullet;
My own palls were fear'd dead in a
freak accident.
Dread i how my professor died
in slumber
When his son hit on head with
iron hammer...
From the refuse of happiness watch
i in dismay
How Death by occult designs befall
with sudden foray!
What to save, and what to boast of
and compete for,
As draconian survival makes each
morrow harsher?
Yet Joy is racing endless down the
fatal circuit
As dangers of ambushes prowl our
hopeless racket...
--- N P Samal
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