The apex of that tomb
has a very big opening
thousands can descend
within seconds to that
valley of buried dreams.
The fatal gift of life
thrown to totter of grave
brooding obscure enigma
the large void succumbs
innumerable phantasms.
The marvel of being
fantasizing the thirst
to separate the vivacious
pulsing of the beat and
the dumb to slid.
Mubeen Sadhika
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