history · Poem · poetry

Tomb

A peek into the history made by our ancestors. A site whose glory has not dimmed a little and still stands magnificent in all its ruins. The last abode of their life, preserving our ancestors’ last journey.

“Let me lay in peace now

Don’t ask what my end was.

And I reached here how.

For I am away,

To heaven’s way.”

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