Whereto There? Poem by HIM Dr. Avinandan Manjit D'Costa-Roy I

There's no one there
There's not any activity there alike akin
There's not any which with to share
There's not but all sold to sin

There's not but every only forsaken
There's not there anything working
There's not but all deviously forgotten
There's not there but only to restart from the beginning

There's not there to sustain
There's not but solely of the past
There's not the cause to contain
There's not any that'd ever last

There's not the light of memory there
There's not but only the sodom of the gone
There's not the even cherish of any kind of care
There's not but not there any kind of song

There's not there the parity of forthright distance
There's not any clean place for the loom
There's not even any of the resonance
There's not any but the only the collapse of the doom

There's not but the dissipation of all reality
There's not but only the retreat of the treacher
There's not any for or of akin to continuity
There's not there but only the religion's lecher

There's not there any kind of the epitome
There's not any possibility of the bounded cheer
There's not the timely race or roam
There's not there but only not anythinng clear

There's not the detection there might any be
There's not but an unending fall
There's not but neither anything to see
There's not to because there's not anything there at all