I’m thirsty
Too are they
The bronze idol
The stone mermaid
The skeletal remains of holy shrine
A grand Celebration of emptiness
In God’s den
I try to infiltrate the forbidden land
Guards judging my identity
Ah! A prominent crack in the whole-ness
Nectar is dripping.
Beehives are leaking!
I’m hungry
Hungry are the angels
So the deities
I am entering the sanctum sanctorum
The restless words choking the key- hole
The weak wick embracing
Ever fluorescent darkness
Shuttered tunnel paves way
Broken strings of violin sing
of life feebly
Suppressed breaths
Suffocating Truth are just strangers
Trust is a dangerous game
Gift wrapped jerks
Lie’s lusty remarks numb
My unmindful existence
My hunger knows no salvation.
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