Ain’t us all locked outside secret gardens?
We, consumed in Coming of chosen ones!
What us too can derive, build, forge & erect,
Rather awaiting for turn, or, for it, on the run.
In jealousy, if were left alone; else, we pardon,
Yet none knows what’s inside Secret Gardens!Is it truly heavens we all a day would die for,
Or is it abyss that none deemed signed afore.
That can live IF conscious can be made to live,
Ain’t know behind, yet, memories be instilled;
You call Her Artificial coded heart that ne’er lies,
Should we still discourse Her metallic surprise! 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2024