violent ethics


Abuse

The dagger of time is in search for me,
Changing forms daily, in search for me,

If I am but a drop, I still have an existence,
He who is the ocean is in search for me,

Like an idol, I am caged in my own temple,
Outside of my physical body, he is in search for me,

He in whose hands I had left a flower before leaving,
Rocks and pebbles from their hands are in search for me.

 

 

– Krishan Bihari Noor-

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