Graveyards

Posted on by Reena Saxena 
wherever I go, I hear the same sounds
voices in a head, articulated
of people long dead, they lie underground

emanating from an old mind unsound
unhappy, with no aim - just frustrated
wherever I go, I hear the same sounds

I fumble with words just to get around
throw away all those decades outdated
of people long dead, they lie underground

let Sun bring a new day, freshness surround
thoughts with inspiration unabated
wherever I go, I hear the same sounds

Cut umbilical cords - wisdom profound
helps generate a soul liberated
of people long dead, they lie underground

Let me channelize energy unbound
Let old graveyards lie in peace-sedated
wherever I go, I hear the same sounds
of people long dead, they lie underground




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