SEPULCHRAL REALITY

On wings of infinity

we come across tiny pockets of vacuum

and in naive delusion

find their sepulchral reality

as the only essential truth

- dreams pulverized

forgetting sometimes

to fly altogether

circling eternally

in that groove

that one moment of grief

crystallizing into a lifetime

of dejected hopelessness

when all we need to do is

- move on....

~Madeira Aftab~

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