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Gita Parihar

Abstract

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Gita Parihar

Abstract

The Last judgement

The Last judgement

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The futility of lifetime 

Plays fast forward the earthly joys 

Vaporizing in a flash


Green, red, yellow ambers whirling

I sit dazed, scared, dumb, silly prepared for the doom


Scornful faces, killer glances scalpel-like voices 

Announce Me nightmarish, incomprehensible, defensive

Preparing self for icy commands

Ward off stupor and oblivion feel

The tenders of the sacred hearth a respite

But these abstract hours 

Stir

I am all set to receive

 the nasty premonition

Ecclesiastic stillness vanquished, 

Non-existent, prepared to accept tribulation with humility


A light shadow passes over me,

The heavenly bliss!

My inward prayer is answered 


Acquittal 

Salvation


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