Burj khalifa

At the top you make uneven friends
With ghosts,a cloud’s moist feelings
As they whiz through insubstantial
Men,mired in their silhouetted bodies
And they stand in calm uneasiness .

It takes approximately sixty seconds
To reach the needle’s pointy top end.
You time starts now but you end up
A mangled mess at its two quarters
With wind emptying your memories
Even before you recall your dreams.

(Burj Khalifa in Dubai is the tallest independent structure in the world,standing at a height of around 850 metres)


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