Forbidden

The days don’t go by,

The nights don’t pass.

The weeks are stranded,

And the months don’t cross.

Life here is a death wish,

And death is just a pause.

For even the dead roam here,

And the souls fly free.

You can hear the shouts and cries,

But nothing that you can see.

Living here is a curse,

And death a simple plea.

Here every prayer goes unrendered.

And every hope is plundered.

Even the Gods detest this land.

This is where the Devils stand.

-Abhinava Sharma "Deep"