GRAMOPHONE AT THE MOUNTAIN TOP
Gramophone in cacophony
Gramophone hung topmost
Leaning below, underneath
With wrath, shouts to hells.
In a desolate lonely land
Land amidst abandoned
And deserted apprentice
Shaking to let destructions.
Gramophone of natural sound
Awakes the asleep and the died
Cracks the walls of ancient castles
Gramophone, destructive anathemas.
Natures sway in rhythms and praise
Praising and nodding to confusions
Miraculously sighting to the dawns
Skies opening to declare the essence.
Gramophone fixed anew to fill gaps
Hollowness of the brain rain tumours
Of manhood assassination in witness
Of darkness to rebirth the lost lightness!
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