Nothingness

Nothingness.
Tired mammal
With battles many
Victory few, Friends none
Stumbled, fumbled, troubled, struggled Soul
Be at peace. Time is near
You are now weak, though once notorious
Farewell. I beg you run. Alarming winds call
You have no place to hide. Emptiness follows you
Your glorious life is here towards the end. Into Oblivion.

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-Roshni Rajshekhar Nair

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