It’s intense, the incensed desires distress the soul 

singed, but unable to shriek out in pain; restrained by the maturity

to not display the emotions to an indifferent world, where everyone’s desires

take them away to different directions traversing through melancholic lands

from where the roots of envy and deleterious thoughts embrace 

in a miserable pattern sketched by the vile feelings with noxious juice

poisoned words’ narrative becomes intentionally alluring to trap the soul

seeking better than the eyes of an owl for those demure characters

raining over the vulnerable psyche to drench them in thoughts of woes

an incarcerated soul feels the intensity to eliminate the beautiful thoughts

for, love cannot prosper and breathe in the stifled world within

it’s just the ravaging exploits to harm the physical being


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