poems, Poetry



It’s been long 🙂, I’ve been busy with exams and I have a lot of things to do.

The pages kept tearing and the words erasing,

The legacies of our fathers up in blazes,

Sacred knowledge and teachings no longer existing,

The consequences of our actions affecting us in phases.

Like a painter repainting an old wall,

We replaced the words of our fathers at an extreme cost,

Like new Borns,

We exist, inexperienced and oblivious.

We pay dearly for our actions,

As we become ignorant,

Our lust for civilisation,

Dragged us into this circumstance.

In an effort to mend ourselves,

We end ourselves,

We lose our identity

And live in obscurity.

Let me know what you think about this poem in the comments.

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