With the eye popped he seemed ugly
Mimicking the stinking diabolical
Image of the unimaginable hungry
Whose head the slug left unstable
The slug left the shell with mucus
To end into the seas of darkness
Where he swam the wagging focus
Whose empty shell spent relentless
As he turned facing the sun
For sucking the arty warmth
It rang that he left in the shell
That son tomorrow the wrath
Unimaginable dissolution gates
Shortleaved dislocated brain
Loin to loin joining abates
And later I wish to the strain
Before the foe for thought
Spread the bed that led
Like a slug brain shouldn't split
Deserting the meninges your Shell
For under anger and duplication
Bearings of dire aspirations
One per cent carries to locations
Later united in the desertion
Pillored and adulterated
Innocence flies away
Fearing to be underrated
In slimy circumstances for too long kept at bay
Until to her dismay
Innocence uncovers the mask
Behind facades that waylay
Every question innocence dares to ask
To establish the veracity
Banished so unfairly to confines
Where the truth plasticity
In the sand draws red lines
Challenging meninges
Whose yardsticks fall by the wayside
The day disturbances in sapience syringes
Opt to defend discredited personal pride.
Woven in a lava oven and driven into the pit of despondency
Where light at the end of a tunnel dims
Parents explode and implode as darkness swamps ascendancy
Leading parents to wonder if their children curse their dreams.
Challenges in meninges and syringes singe petrified parents
Whose aspirations and predictions that wayward children tear
Their world asunder in the midst of invectives, calumnies and taunts
Drive detractors to wonder why pusillanimous parents children bear.
Influenced, incensed and unbalanced in a variety of ways
Children’s personalities somersault and assault
Parents aspirations and predilections switching off rays
Teeming with hope in a satire scope to brush aside meek manners taught.
A shaft of light sometimes in parents’ shivering shrouds shines through
As parents from their uncomfortable cocoons debunk secrecy
In conversations with sent strangers to achieve a breakthrough
That restores hope, clarity and on their torture tom-tom sprinkles mercy.
She sat on a template of steel forged by mortals
whose hands were stronger than that of ten trillion giants
fused together in ten fingers!
her ambience suffocated all lungs like the sight of a hungry lion
Men of might, fame and prestige dared to devour her
but one by one, she turned their strengths to dust
and desperacy fled nakedly like a helpless widow
while uncertainty smiled like a hopeful beggar,
as fear soaked the minds that sat watching
and pessimism mopped the meninges of all
Alas! a second die is cast
deities took their turn to crush her
but it turned out otherwise
strong surprise gripped the breast of men like a quarrelsome woman
knitting her husband with mischief
I then sipped my honey- the earth's sweetest thing
but it had turned to gall!
O manly woman! should I pay tributes to you for your might
or because of the evil that you wreak?
Time indeed will tell
The sun sails along
So does the needle
Meninges they burn
Figuring out the riddles
Coals into the diamond turns
Not in a million years
Inside a volcanic eruption burns
Igniting all the fears
Slowly consuming the dull mind
It kills away your brain
Halting the way you cram
That’s the way its comes my friend
The scary thing you call exam
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