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Rancorous Benevolence

Archangel that sways upon my peripheral pedestal,
 Your eyes flutter gaunt pernickety,
An anachronistic presumption that does not grant fastidious rebuttal,
 A perennial anathema that balances on a threshold so rickety,
Your scruples warrant the acceptance of abeyance,
 Disguised muse, Incitor of Loath, your canker manifests itself,
Your sophistry is deflected in one single moment of sense,
 Then emerge fettered wings and claws of malign wealth.

Bleeding thorn rose,
 Personification of deception,
The resonance of your  nefarious heartbeat  breeds in my woes,
 Beauty is just an artful perception,
Prevarications that even fool chicanery,
 A ruse that compelled the fatal touch,
Oh white rose, now a blood red filled prism of rivalry,
A slight prick, poisoned my heart as such.

A circus of freaks dancing upon my intoxication,
 Sober Liquid that mock my hallucinations,
Life,like the glass of the night, breaks at the light of dawn.

Copyright © Sumitra Penesar | Year Posted 2006



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Mind's Eye

You are what I delineate as integrity,
 The honesty that beckons,
You, my cohort, carry the knife's handle,
 Rather than stabbing me in the back, 
It stabs you and you become the trusted bearer of all my sins and painful secrets,
 You are that spiritual life form that guides me through the human phase,
You, my friend, possess my life's worth,
 If it were not for you, my loneliness and own companionship would have 
swallowed me in the embrace of insanity,
O fidus Achates, drogher my provoking thoughts,
 T'is an amazement that you do not break,
With the weight of such wrath,
 Reflections that clemency forsakes,
These cold psyche have hardened this heart,
 Pulsating veins of mine, thou art indeed in vain!
Considerations that expand with every attempted beat,
 The death of my body has spawned the soul of my mind,
Oh power of ponder, you reveal to me where my heart was blind,
 My wits are now was sharp as that knife you bear,
A cloak of strength which humanity deplores, now I wear.

Copyright © Sumitra Penesar | Year Posted 2006


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