Beneath
Fissures in the transgressed land
Open onto the world beneath the world
To the cradle of roots and the burning lava,
And that of more, yet to explore...
It screams of the pain; of the sinful world on its head
But tries to instill calmness with the longing dew,
Changes in its forms;
Yet the one staying in it's true.
Home to the silhouettes, to grow further darker,
And that of the dead, to rise
The place entitled to abandoned souls, the living are terrified of,
With possibly no hearts, still free of worldly angst.
No mirrors to disappoint,
And no faces to face
That of one's innumerable fronts
And speaks of his forgotten deeds, with every step he takes.
Very nice ✅✅👍
ReplyDeleteWow! Amazing
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ReplyDeleteAshok shah
ReplyDeleteVery nice
It's beautiful! The way you think things and then put them into words is pretty amazing. Your every poem is different and unique! You go girl! Keep it up ❤️
ReplyDeleteVery Nice
ReplyDeleteRajnish
Awesome as always! Keep writing and shining!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful 😍 vedanshi
ReplyDeleteSuch a great piece of work!
Great work
ReplyDeleteThe way you express😍
ReplyDeleteeloquent work vedanshi
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ReplyDeleteWoww Vedanshi😍 it's literally awesome 💯💯
ReplyDeleteIt's literally awesome
ReplyDeleteKeep shining my shining star... beautiful lines.
ReplyDeletewell played with words.. keep going... with blessings waiting for the next master piece..
It’s awesome and mind blowing!
ReplyDeleteKeep up the good work
Great really with every new poem you are getting better and better.
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