Sid M
@AnonymousQuilll · 0:59
Unhallowed Grounds
As I walked alone through the city streets I could feel someone who crept on me. I pyramid around to see who followed an unhallow profane soul of me walking into the grounds of the dead listening to the last words their loved ones said everything that uttered seemed meaningless to me. If only the dead ones could hear, talk or see I look up and saw where they reside. Nothing in this world seemed worthy to me
Aishani Chatterjee
@Aishani · 0:36
Wow, this is such a haunting, a beautiful poem. And, yeah, I think it really hits hard. Thank you so much for sharing it with us here on Swell. I think this is your first. Well, because I haven't seen you post him before. So welcome on swell. And I hope that you keep posting more such poems or even conversations, anything and everything. I'm absolutely looking forward to hearing more from
Sid M
@AnonymousQuilll · 0:25
Thanks. Thank you so much for appreciating my work. Yeah. This is one of the first times when I'm saying out loud the works that I write generally. Again, thank you so much. We'll try to post more hair. It is a new experience for me, and let's hope this is one of the better ones I've had. Thank you