Oblivion
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Sathya Narayana
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OBLIVION
It's good...
people's memory is short!
The moments I rued
that my good deeds were forgotten;
of late, started melting down,
when I realized that
they let slip from their memories
my misdemeanors too!
Now my craving for glory died away
as much as the fear of infamy!
My walk became steady,
my eyes stopped veering around
for some face
either acquainted or much hated;
and mind, well
as empty as a summer furlough!
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