Sub-zero survival of freezing and melting,
We are yesterday’s snow, tomorrow’s sluice,
O, the Sanctity of all Seventh Heaven and Cloud Nine,
Smear down the oozing blood from the hollowness of our heart
Thaw our tears from the doppelganger ogles of compassion
Bestow us a chance to gasp from the goblet of vacuity
Gratis from the vanished dreams of night’s emptiness
Grant the seascape to enjoy the clarity of the dawn
Bestow us the boon to enter the isle of infinity
You locked my soul in your cardiac chambers
It ripens gradually to juvenile bereavement
The carcasses of your sophisticated revenge
Linger for legendary reunion of lethal spirits
Poignant desolation of your famished fable
Explores the evasive verdict of emotions
All the doors locked, you bestowed me the asylum
But the key of smile befalls stiletto of my life!
– VIGIL KUMAR
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Here’s an excerpt:
A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 7,000 times in 2013. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.