Far outside day shatters its door close,
Night drops in with its darkest layers,
Driving lost thoughts into its deepest honors,
Teaching to walk in dark when no hands hold;
Overtaking time which otherwise could heal the wound;
Laughing at the honest thoughts to be innocent,
Betraying life with bare and dry realities;
Locking inside the boundaries of duties,
Proving the existence of the truth only in imaginations-;
1 comment:
great blog, and a really nice human being writing it i guess.
i share your interest in vivekananda, classical music and pure math(though i've only ever taken one course on group theory and algebra)
cya
Siddharth
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