Leaving trails behind me
I walk towards the shore
I hear my heart roar
I hear my soul’s plea.
I walk towards the light
Escaping the darkness
I can’t smell the foul odour from the carcass
It’s almost midnight.
But oh, this beauty of the afterlife
I wander yet never get lost
My pride never gets tossed
What a joke - the elixir of life.
I am a lost soul, in this abyss
“My skin burns”, I hiss.
Photo: Atharva Kenkre
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