Wednesday, April 7, 2010


Don't touch it yet,
That snuffed candle of the dungeon,
A warmth still pervades where it stood.
The frozen wax of memories,
Long forgotten,laden with cares
Still lies seething at it's base

Don't close your ears yet,
That silenced melody of yesteryears
Still resonates somewhere

Don't remove that veil
This mirage of abstractions,
Nothingness has many layers to shed

Don't drop those tears yet,
My corpse before you is still undead


Harshvardhan Pande said...

woah! deep stuff! loved it. some more like these, please!

Natz said...

bhaari tha be ... sahi hai :D

deepti said...

nice poem great work Amit julka -the poet

Parth said...