In Disguise

Evil spirits soar; expands within a claustrophobic bubble

Eyes strain as the amplified pessimism is glorified

Steps become careless and tramples on the fissures

Entropy unsettles the fertile mind and soul

Life resembles a vine with curly tendrils for support

Dependency on feeble definitions to aggrandize life

Aperture of eyes fails to keep pace with intense manipulations

O’ light heart, why feel heavy with mala Fide perceptions

Double speak slurs the speech and command the tongue

Evil spirit lures the soul across circuitous paths 

Mind loses shape and twists to stifle many thoughts

Nocuous sweetness paralyses life with disguised doses©