Patched
By Milind Ajay Agate
I watched my palace
Crumbling around me
Lost in the loneliness
Looking hard at the nothingness
Everything has become the dirt
Vanished, like it was never on earth
The strength of the weakness
Anticipating the emptiness
Unable to see the person
Who would find me
A thinking mind so purposeless
A minuscule in the vastness…,
So brick by brick, floor by floor,
I am trying to hold the windows and doors.
By Milind Ajay Agate

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