What is that hulk
of Sphinx image
Mercilessly beating
my thoughts deep
How come
Eons peg mammoth time
Keeping an ivory show
tusked into our lost past
Fond memories, lurk
Behind an artifice
An artful way
to beguile our present
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An image-packed, challenging, cerebral poem.
So much thanks Vijay Nair Jee.