Along with my own shadow <br />I traverse in the domains of a dark present <br />And none sees us. <br />We catch fire on the way and fall dead <br />With none to feel the stench! <br /> <br />With candles submitted before the image of a god <br />My own people set for a while <br />And the candles give out themselves <br />To the blowing wind stealing in <br />Even as the god sheds one more drop of tear! <br /> <br />Visuals exchange the scenes <br />With our past entities we begin to walk back <br />To our haunted homes <br />And then the night ends midway <br />With my people screaming at our ghosts!<br /><br />M.D Dinesh Nair<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/none-to-feel-the-stench/
