Sanctify

Cleanse the soul of the passion of imitating tragic sentiments Fear be thrown into the inferno of celestial rage Crawl out of the tunnel that leads to the epicentre of tragedy Soul governs life when the inimical aura is obliterated Tragic elements sedate the senses; a poisonous energy flows Consequences are born of actions that are prohibited by the universe Life weakens at the persistence … Continue reading Sanctify

What’s Valued

Where cryptic sarcasm are sold at cheaper values Words mangled and moulded in a sensational pattern Wild, wild, and wild, the decibels decide their share Not here to buy what is being sold, just a reconnaissance Of what is being bargained for; devalued values set Against some diabolical worth of currency in coffers Sarcasm goes to the highest bidder who peddles them Frequently at the … Continue reading What’s Valued

A Fallacy

It is fallacious to think that character is for a masque display Express wonder and applause at all the dialogues and monologues Entertain various interpretations of the masks of each character Distractions of potent illusions and their rehearsed spontaneity Filled with strangeness, the stage is ignited with a tempestuous feel A forced tragedy fortify the plot with numerous ways of deceit What is so rich … Continue reading A Fallacy

It’s Vain

It’s vain to nourish the soul with jealousy and pride The self-traitorous one wants to snatch away someone else’s morsels Innermost greed weakens life’s forces and consumes the soul like ravenous termites Vainglorious wisdom set-off the unfortunate events of destruction Insalubrious mind wouldn’t mind unleashing a tirade against freedom and love Ignorance is unrepentant; a hardened heart and crumbly soul is perfidious Avaricious dreams devour … Continue reading It’s Vain

Pen

A pen without ink is worthless But extremely lethal too Sitting there in idleness waiting to wield its dangerous nature Like an unforgiving rapier draws deep furrows across helpless blank pages Transforms into a monster  Extreme psychotic behaviour; runs amok like a naked sword Distraught and wounded pages  Are reminders of a pen without feelings Evils are born from sulking and deep rage Never allow … Continue reading Pen