No, these are not grandiose times

Everything happens according to the time

A habit, controlled by a powerful world

Exaltation of a different reality here

It burns; the body cannot bear the heat

Dehydrated minds unable to nurture feelings

Heartbeats echo the scared moments

Very few precious things to possess

Lamentations of unholy transformations

Worldly possessions disintegrate

Before they appeared like an apparition

Killed the emotions about life

Strange explanations with fancy words

Violating the sanctity of the soul

Estranged feelings spread like wild fire

Lonely beings cannot bear the trouble

Of staring at the distorted reflections

Mourning amidst an erupting reality


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