Handful of Emptiness


THE road is long, like a dream, a lonely man is walking here,going and going.
Dr. Chinmaya Dash

Open's body has lost its civilization, its lightning has out of gone.

There is a paved road, with empty benches all around.

The silence of the silent call, there is the truth or the flute sound.

Flows again from cemetery field, many lives singing voiceless songs.

Seeing his own shadow in his own light, lonely man afraid here long and long.

Street light has been off here, full moon night has been extinguished.

The sky is the unlimit and infinite, to do making and broking many days and many night.

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