Her frame conflagrates into ashes..
As the prevaricator’s vapid orb digs into her innocent soul
Burning with dark desires..
He cajoles her with a mind that incessantly conspires
The ghosts from the massacre follows him..
As he leaves a trail of slaughtered dreams behind the radical whim
The callous Massacre of innocent adoration..
Leaving behind all the lovers with great lamentation
The lust galore.. as the naked ghosts moan and slithers across the eel..
Oozing the fetid slime as it loiters its way through caves to steel
Blood starts oozing out from her crushed emotion..
Please seal this.. lest it turns into a putrid potion
She’s dead!
And his cold slender finger slides right for another
Massacre..
Categories:
conflagrates, abuse, addiction, betrayal, dark,
Form: Free verse
May a New Year of 2016
Be the harbinger of effervescence
To the denizens of sacrosanct cosmos
Of your genealogy,
That conjures up the fragrance
Of your providential traits,
And conflagrates the impurities
Of your word, deed and action,
Invokes the Supreme Soul to grant clemency
Of the naive actions of your progenies
Whose indeed heroic legacy is the towering example to posterity,
Thus the land with indomitable,
Irresistible, irrevocable minds
Are in fact the scintillating stars.
Categories:
conflagrates, poetry,
Form: Free verse