A Delusion

It’s a monologue with a delusional world 

Convinced, that you are being heard in this utter chaos

Affectionate words are repelled like water off a duck’s back

Malevolent times cannot be benevolent

Tryst with the smudged feelings dripping off the grey canvas

Sanctity of words are desecrated by miscreants

Sneaking into life with the intention to plunder

Adrift, the echoes reach a crescendo

Oceans restless revolt from the depths of serious chaos


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