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A Strange Bard

An inward-looking poignant poem by Harinder that evaluates the real meaning of life, exclusively for Different Truths.

You may think I am a strange bard
As sometimes, to pen my thoughts I sit near a graveyard
I see spirits floating all around
Without making any noise or sound
They don't care to look at me
And I have all the privacy
I see there is no jealousy there
Perhaps they shunned it with their outer layer
Their is no lust for money and power
This happens when flesh lives in a tower
No caste, no religion, no race, no creed
There is no avarice,  there is no greed
There is no violence, there is no fight
They have teeth that can't bite
There is no desire,  there is no crave
I don't see a single soul fighting for a bigger grave.







Picture design, Anumita Roy, Different Truths

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