Are You Visiting My Graveyard? Poem by Vishal Sharma

Are You Visiting My Graveyard?



Natural selection of death takes not a natural effort
but the inner core of the hearty flesh is well driven out
under achieved death the person might feel himself proud
but when in the middle of the night dreams awake you
and the ongoing sluttish time will ruin your rhyme
and you must cry at the moment and feel the burden
the salinity of disparity among the worst eyes
and the liquid ejecting will have no importance among
and the onlookers keep you within their sleves
then at that time i am urging to all my dear friends
with shouting with my thirsty throat my dear pard
are you all visiting me near my graveyard?

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