A grand and flamboyant tomb,

between the lush green lawn,

with water flowing channel,

shinning from dusk till dawn.

But what was inside?

Couple of empty halls?

Beautifully cremated corpses,

ashes closed within four walls?

Oops this story looks similar,

to someone i know,

who despite being hollow,

is never ready to bow.

She is all dead inside,

with empty space and cold heart,

but from periphery,

she looks like piece of art.

She lost her sidekick,

and trust in her dream,

within now is just molten lava,

which erupts in a form of scream.

Scream which remains intact,

without showing any sign,

but plebians of the town,

only look at fake sunshine!!!