It’s Strange
It’s not easy distilling the recurring struggles Stirrings of unnatural kind unsettle minds Fake smiles held up with deceitful manners A simulated environment of urgency activated Through persistent machinations Fixed eyes unable to probe the sanctity of visions Inexplicable concentration of hateful sentiments Adulterate the mirthful essence of life Mocking with the wilful replication of errors No soul will be content within devious citadels Discontent … Continue reading It’s Strange