Eyes of Darkness
Eyes of Darkness
A nebulous epiphany
DK is legendary (I am Legend)
Never have I seen us so rhapsodic
Respectfully keeping our distance
Such beguile!!! Crepuscular, yet glittering
Pull thee now the chrysalis and see what a vampire we are
The dulcet taste of it savoured by ebullient 'on-looking' observers
Sheepishly I smiled
The world is coming to an end, isn't it
This scourge that was a petty hoax
Yet grows incorporeal across the globe
Terror unleashed swiftly in glass houses
Idyllic among some lesser folks
I was thinking the spherical is a fortress
Now I hear of currencies being discarded on the streets
Are there nothing else to live for? Oh! Papal
The patent days of Adam beckons
Flabbergasted though to see science in sombre mood
There were indeed carriers amongst us long before discovery
For how else should one explain the overwhelmed outcome
Discouraged, everyone seems, yet a lilt from some quarters
Please don't tell the world about this 'sarcastic' poem - is it?
For I fear being ambushed on my way to paradise
Yet, tell them that X was discreetly transported
And they would return with loathed view about the disaster
But in retrospect 'these walls' deserves to learn the truth
Did I not tell you they will do something in that direction
Fingers will be pointed at a care-free shadow
Who in ineffable terms is devoid of common knowledge
Even the knowledge of a family's last supper
Precisely three months ago, and another one, the other day
Two months from now some Warlords will be enriched
Crystal clear to fly, dominate and foster more lands
They would possess the abandoned after the cynical imbalance
I, in fact, have written this piece in the wilderness
As I presumably avoid the armageddon
Man-Made armageddon
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A nebulous epiphany
DK is legendary (I am Legend)
Never have I seen us so rhapsodic
Respectfully keeping our distance
Such beguile!!! Crepuscular, yet glittering
Pull thee now the chrysalis and see what a vampire we are
The dulcet taste of it savoured by ebullient 'on-looking' observers
Sheepishly I smiled
The world is coming to an end, isn't it
This scourge that was a petty hoax
Yet grows incorporeal across the globe
Terror unleashed swiftly in glass houses
Idyllic among some lesser folks
I was thinking the spherical is a fortress
Now I hear of currencies being discarded on the streets
Are there nothing else to live for? Oh! Papal
The patent days of Adam beckons
Flabbergasted though to see science in sombre mood
There were indeed carriers amongst us long before discovery
For how else should one explain the overwhelmed outcome
Discouraged, everyone seems, yet a lilt from some quarters
Please don't tell the world about this 'sarcastic' poem - is it?
For I fear being ambushed on my way to paradise
Yet, tell them that X was discreetly transported
And they would return with loathed view about the disaster
But in retrospect 'these walls' deserves to learn the truth
Did I not tell you they will do something in that direction
Fingers will be pointed at a care-free shadow
Who in ineffable terms is devoid of common knowledge
Even the knowledge of a family's last supper
Precisely three months ago, and another one, the other day
Two months from now some Warlords will be enriched
Crystal clear to fly, dominate and foster more lands
They would possess the abandoned after the cynical imbalance
I, in fact, have written this piece in the wilderness
As I presumably avoid the armageddon
Man-Made armageddon
@boompress
#boompress.site
#boompress_site
#boompress