Wednesday 23 December 2015

Always a way

There's always a way
to overcome thou arts of sins and redemption
for the quests to be resolved and the trunks to be solved.

Sorrows and pains are never distinct
they just reach till the deep point of instinct
Compel me to be the malicious soul
who vanquished the whole.

Codswallop dint to those who murmured and twistered
on a pessimist situation the soul suffered
Mocking the parts being traited
without being in a fear of hatred.

On the day it bloomed the most,
the sun came up to the shores.
What a jolly day it was when the prophet
marred the utterance and scars.

Rise the esprit de corps
to espouse the corpse sore.
The murky mute came to a muzzy end
with all the copious Chase and feisty to fend.
- Mahi Verma

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