Interrogation to Soul .

Somebody asked Her , ” What reveals the World could be?”
“Imaginations” , she replied in baritone voice.
And recited a ‘Graveyard Poetry’ of hopelessness.
” I am imaginative!
My soul try to give ‘Imagination a touch of reality’.
Deep inside the Earth dwells my thoughts, which is to be delve.
I am demon at fabrications ;
Diligent, delirious & destitute sometimes.
I am insular myself and shun from others.
I am on-wait ,seemed eternal.
Am i reciting my story to some conservative worthies? ”
She paused with a question and ended up  staring the starry sky.
➖Sa’Naa 👻.


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