Tubulence Poem by Rafique Farooqi

This time difference,
marking still births stories,
related to extinguished generations.
ruling for centuries,
watching with graves of kings.
and their fish mouth shaped,
crowns,
telling the tale of cruelty,
and darkened shadows,
dancing over their skulls.
the days are not other than,
when the peace was set on blaze,
and life riddled with calamities,
the surface of earth pained with inflamed desires.
when the ages quickened in hands,
leaving running out astonishments to humanity..