Poetry

Immortality

They say death is tragic

But to those of us

who have died

a million periods

run-over by our own

desires to belong

and consumed by

a great loss

of what we perceived

as bliss

death remoulds life

so much so that

even if we do not see

the sunrise

even if we do not

own our windows

even if the darkness

arcs into our faces

and we are never

to retain our light

we will still continue to live

all the more so

in the gaps of a lifetime

in the cuts of the moment

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