Keys

Where wind is dead

And the air is still

Blades have stopped

Moving on mills

Where fires are dying

Into frozen flames

Freezing the heart

In their wake

Where sun never sets

Night never ends

Light of the sun

Just for itself

Where every step

One tries to walk

Takes his life

Nearer to death

Into that place

Mind is locked

Hunting for keys

To save itself

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar

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