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
4 comments:
woah! deep stuff! loved it. some more like these, please!
bhaari tha be ... sahi hai :D
nice poem great work Amit julka -the poet
Awesomeness....
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