The Tongue's Mystery
The tongue's mystery
The heart's backdoor of the laughing stock
In his furtive,serpentine tongue lodges
The tongue straightaway of the highbrow,brainiac
In his beating,locked up heart camouflages
Many a foot does stumble,vacillate and actually fall
Withstand against all the odds,above all
A lapsus does incapacitate and intention reveal
Prompts irreparable mischiefs elusive to heal
Legitimate ! A tongue isn't in itself a flinty bone
Yet could fragment relics doubtable to atone.
Copyright © Abdelwaheb Dhaou | Year Posted 2015
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