Prophecy Of Doom Poem by Meena Iyer

Prophecy Of Doom



Shadows of time past,
haunts,
dreams of morrow

hollowed today
paves the way
harsh and narrow

Sins of fathers,
Visits,
the graves of the sons
With inescapable candor

Leaves,
An inexplicable sorrow
In the glow of shine-less sun
And a moonless night

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