Photo: Kudadam
An abode of stay
To call the world mine.
Perfection and mirror,
Imperfection and desire,
Wishes and truth.
Every second has stood
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World Peace Flame sent to Everest Base Camp
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The burning game of flame.
Lights and colorful reality
Is extra lavishness.
There is hunger out there
Out of sight it tortures the
Empty stomachs.
I count hungry faces and still
Could not number them,
Their dreams are doubtful.
When reality is so painful
Where do they hide their
Mask of misery?
The mask is clearly seen.
The stars of yesterday
Are not to be counted
When you can cage
The whole sky today.
A messiah sun has to dawn and guide.
