Unbuilt Lift

 Once a while, 

Or never in the time

Would want to find souls, 

Whisper about life and not people.

Stuck amidst the dark, 

Or never in the stars

Would want to admire sorcerers, 

With past, present and purpose. 

In the splendid beauty of garden,

With flowers, insects and supernatural powers

Would want to guarantee the mirror, 

With beauty and magnificence.

In the brick of the bark,

with beetles and big black scars

would want to promise the power,

with obstinacy and mark.

-Aarohi