The Silence Beyond Eden

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The Silence Beyond Eden  The sky, dust-laden, wears the stains of ash, while restless souls gather pearls of eternity, yet their hunger remains unsatiated. Frontiers bleed, dreams crumble into ruins, and nameless children inherit an unknown Eden's ashes. Once, your footsteps consecrated the earth, your breath sanctified the wandering winds. Now, iron and fire dictate the fate of spring. Who taught the flowers to fear their blossoming? Perhaps the giants still play their ancient game, moving kingdoms across the chessboard of the earth, while pawns of flesh and blood vanish beneath their shadows. And you remain silent, beyond the ruins of paradise. Is your silence the final mystery of creation, or the permission through which the giants reign?
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The Auction Of Merit

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 The Auction of Merit

Time flows on,

painting infinite pictures

upon the canvases of existence.

Sometimes, it breathes life

into weary souls;

sometimes, it unleashes fury,

leaving devastation in its wake.

Beneath the shadows

of a hollow creed,

tender minds are caged,

their eyes forgetting

the difference

between darkness and light.

In the examination hall,

where merit should shine,

deceit wears the crown.

They rejoice in hollow triumph,

parade in stolen laurels,

while the sanctity of learning

fades into oblivion.

Here, merit is auctioned,

conscience silenced,

and fraudulence

disguised as achievement.

The gifted sons of learning

weep in silence,

their dreams eclipsed

by the undeserving

who rise on borrowed wings.

Yet time moves forward,

unmasking the faces

behind those stolen laurels.

Some will enter

the temple of education,

entrusted with young minds;

others will ascend

the chariots of power,

gripping the reins

of a future built on deceit.

And somewhere,

beneath the dust

of their hollow triumphs,

the neglected seeds of merit

wait for a season

when truth shall bloom

and justice reclaim

its rightful throne.

By Goutam Roy 

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