I have wandered
amongst the graves,
and whispered to the dead
those promises long lost
in arcana;
those promises which
they had believed in
for so long,
that even Centuries themselves
passed them by
in all their majestic indifference;
leaving them twisting twisting
slowly slowly
in the winds of fate
hanging threadbare
by their own mistakes.

4 thoughts on “Necromancer

  1. Amita Paul

    A somber poem that conjures up mental images akin to Tantric Sadhna traditions of India and mesmerises the reader with its mantra – like repetitions.

  2. pramilakhadun

    Great composition where words though few, yet, speak volumes. Only those well versed in the art of poetry can do that.


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