The Living Dead Poem by Mohammad Younus
The Living Dead
Like an ice clod
Formed by the Chillia Kalaan
Coldest and Hardest
Thoroughly obstinate.
Under the spell of death
Deprived of spirit
Like a stone
At the bottom of the roaring brook.
Unmoved by the gush of water
Running over it in angry mood
Such are the Living dead
In this deadened vale
Unconcerned about the plight
MyKoul
Sunday, January 16, 2022
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