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| Radha Chakravarty |
The Forest Watches
the watchful forest observes the passing train
and catches, through a fleeting window pane
a desperate face pressed against the glass, a hand
craving to touch the strangeness of the wilds
so close yet so infinitely out of reach
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Eye of Fire
blazing sun
raging storms
flaming forests
collapsing mountains
drowning cities
rising tides—
we read the portents
see the signs
of divine fury manifest
as your third eye
eye of knowledge
eye of fire
flies open in sacred ire
penetrating the deepest truth
foreseeing the fatal future
of our world spinning beyond control
poised to swiftly self-destruct
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