Like Mohenjo-Daro (Mound Of The Dead)

Poem By Comfort Zone

Every time I reconstruct my citadel,
Your Indus invades;
And I stand submerged in your currents,
With a lost civilization,
Gasping for breath,
Struggling for revival,
Engulfed in my own alluvial emotions -
Like Mohenjo-daro.

Comments about Like Mohenjo-Daro (Mound Of The Dead)

a great read! i liked 'standing submerged...'

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