BU ( / Kerala, India)

My Clock

All happened exactly on 12 th,
While I was sleeping colourlessly,
Safely turned, curled round in my shell of void.

The moon was dead without a ray of light,
All the stars were shrouded in darkness,
'The lawful heir of time' of my wall
Stoped the movement, with its three pointers
One above the other, for ever.

My three visions fixed them as a pivot,
Slowly dissolved into silence,
The void in my shell also dissolved,
Slowly into emptiness
For ever...for ever....for ever.

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