Mausoleum By The Road Side Poem by Vikas Sharma

A fairly common sight
By the side of road
A ten feet stone slab
Raised on a platform

Sheets drape stone in green or blue
Belief… here every wish comes true
Grave of faqir unknown
Mausoleum it's now known

As I enter the small compound
Incense sticks burn all around
With wishful thinking pay my obeisance
But certain thing hitting my conscience

Who was He? And what did He bode?
Why was He chosen to be buried by the side of road?
Was He really nine yards in length?