The ruins of Golconda fort

The shepherd’s mountain hosted ghosts
Over matchstick’s sounds across bushes.
Today it is back again, dreaming out of.

We may exorcise female ghosts from it.
They are a flesh turned stone with men.
Their sleeping tombs are cold with past.

Bodies were covered in a male darkness
And their stomachs homes to male egos.
Now they are in the same stone as men.

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