Wonder
WONDER.
I wonder if there
Is much pain
In annihilation
Across the precipice
Where you learnt to walk.
I wonder if there is
A force installed in fate
Shelling works of your hands
Predisposed for destructions.
I wonder how one feels
Being worshipped
A statue on pedestal
Installed by
The hoarded humanity.
I wonder that if
End of the day
Consumed
In twilight
Finding some
Doorways
Or certain Formations
Leading to
Lesser suffocations.
Copyright © Durlabh Singh | Year Posted 2013
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