silent he sits
perched on a freshly dug grave
black as ebony& devoid of gestures
his wise eyes say something
nonchalant he sits
foreboding catastrophe
and savors the funereal gloom,
broken wills and decrepit souls
like a sage he sits
as his eyes twinkle in moonlight
he can sense a funeral procession coming
to claim their right on this freshly dug grave
he knows as he sits
that there are legions more to come
as more and more earth will get unearthed
this place will turn into a mausoleum
he smiles as he sits
there would be another war
this time not between 2 nations
instead it would be for claiming burial ground
he will be sitting here forever
along with his friends
will talk of the day
when human race came to an end
"...instead it would be for claiming burial ground..."
ReplyDeleteHaving gone through most of your works, I must say that this is the cream of the crop, as far as I am concerned. By the way, alter the set of reactions. The labels - Funny, Interesting and Cool - don't suit.
hey thanks man...thanks 4 advice too..i will change the labels soon...
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