Deep buried in the silence of time,
Left to the winds of yore,
In the wilderness of this desert
I was sleeping for centuries.
Between me and the passage of time
Eclipsed so many civilizations.
Between me and the present excavation
Many empires were smeared and smothered.
And as a skull and a few bones,
Iam before you on a table.
Holding the breathe and without a wink,
Thou art busily writing my horoscope.
Deep in the sands of lost horizons
You are listening to the voice of my civilization.
In search of those missing links,
Thou art verily sweating thy hours.
But between the lines
You forget one thing.
Beyond the Space and Time
I too was a man just like you.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a lovely poem on escavation...the mysteries of the past very well told..i take this into my favs