Less a cusp & the shine.

The realm of young & their world of love so bright,
Hurts a tale as it lives & leaves ..
Evil falls suddenly & in slowing gazes,
To stall a doom, the years will not wait..
Frost is silent in their talks,
The warmth eludes of distances they jump across..
Travestied, the one that finds a reason-a turn,
The left is the stone that refutes a light & it’s burn,
Maybe the light is antique & is the time..
Is my gaze twinged & refuting to leave me by?
Anything would better the silent tale’s,
The pieces I broke, the world you once help made…
Epiphanic I smile-cleansed they are-no more mine’s,
Dark showers-December too now rains,
Clenched & in grasps..In familiarities of glasses frail,
Hid in my smile’s maze..an espial-of dreams & it's tale’

Mirror’s & their feigns'

Tracks lose their clothes,
Gates their guiding star,
& an urn of my filled trawls..
Leave me..stay not with nor in me,
First snow & the receding dearth,
Pain & in the given up of the slain,
Hear me-Hurt not me..
I am another done deed,
Contraband of the again began,
Mirror’s & their feigns!

Memory & it's folklore'

Intoxicated..like the waiting blur,
Earth to Jupiter, my orbit strums a valor..
Words my calling, falling-of having left me,
Morbid in their waft, my drunk’s brewing..
Estuary of the sanct, my drift’s & it's drifting,
Ultra vires, a frail try,
Blood would gush & my thoughts would now subside..
Given up dependent on few,
The heartbeats a hurt, belittled by you..
Grow up these fantasies of lorn,
Hunt astray, of the blood not tasted,
To faze into a dream another gore..
Hoist another petard of my own,
another spin of cartwheel..tenses & of encapsulated time’

Chorous & the lead'

‘One more chance, of being the night
The glass shoes & the dance are all mine’
Go, leave the world fazed,
Hanging from a thread many a breaths,
Hair pressed against the face,
Morning rain-rainbow o colored bright’

‘Foot taps..contours of a smile,
Swarms of reach..the singe of grasps aren’t my’
Sunday voice..Gyrate of dew,
Tell me of the road that leads to you,
Outlines of imprints, Savannah of dreams..
Thou the reason why nihilism's on rise!

‘Shaken by overflowing glows,
Curse seems the jaded at time’s’
Oh’ Tyrant, at mercy are lives,
If the desire feels at gloom,
The hell’s robbed of divine..!

apple thorns'

Lemme write a fable while I still can
In a land of mortals & in it’s incognito land,
There was a dream that stayed unfulfilled
The fall of hurt stayed thorned within..
I narrate so you would understand
The lessons were his to take onto a stance,
Felix culpa, it was a hurt that dwelled
stand amidst my ruined sands, I wailed.
In my need no pity onto me strayed,
Learnt a lesson minus a helping hand..
I shook the webs & dusts off my pants
It is a abysmal world, hate & love are aghast emotions frail,
I will live & so will you-
Wither the hurt & grow-run as I ran!