GloMag GloMagApril2020 | Page 34

DISMANTLING MY HUMAN TIES This time was uncalled for, unseen and unpredicted I was ordered to remain law bound in a land Where pin-drop silence utters something, inaudible Primordial longing stops for the reason unexpected Everything is absent except the void Buildings meditate amidst scorching Sun ray of summer Streets lay vacant like unattended corpses Wishes perform imaginary dance to relish the passionate taste Shutters of shops are down against an half known thief 34