Tale of every sunrise
Perusing with shut eyes
Woe in disguise
Dictate handling, utter the wise

Beyond forlorn zone
Tens have flown
Shades been shown
Perpetual abyss I own

Once bared the orbs briefly
Only to bawl griefly
Musing the escort sweetly
For the nox was entranced completely

First blushes from now
Croon maiden essence how
Scurrying notions plough
Typically, dismay they allow

With tainted mind I sizzle
And sometimes words may also fizzle
In the creative drizzle
It's all about the scribing swizzle.
© rajat666