WITH ARDENT..., ARTLESS PASSIONS GLOWED

DISEASE, BY FATE RELENTLESS ARMED

DISEASE, BY FATE RELENTLESS ARMED

When cheerful as the spring bird these swale we wandered,
Still blooming and smiling the landscape remains

Heeding everything constantly while traversing in disdain
That thrill through our conscience we cannot say?

What ideality spring up with the marauder strain
Bringing back the departed to relevancy again

Its adumbration are on us and dim is the view
Of the sorrowful gazer who bids your adieu

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Reflection sharpened that still the cruel smart..:))

Real wonder of the world - Kailasanatha temple inner sanctum walls(where Shivlinga placed)

Had less demurring dwindled in despair,

Unredeemed through clouded hours left to weep on its fate

Where thee art thou now?
Or whither art thou gone?

(*Our ancestors created wonders.
We only create vandals.

Indeed, shame on us.
Though 370, 35-a removal make it irrelevant to pursue ahead with this post as of now*)