Feathers fallYet the bird shall soarhigh, beyond the dreamsriding on the soulof that fair feather
"Verse, Fame, and Beauty are intense indeed,But Death intenser - Death is Life's high meed."So says John Keats.. Rest in peace BB
What amazing lines..Please also check my poem - original is in Urdu but the translation is there too:http://www.razarumi.com/2008/02/13/people-of-this-murderous-city/
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