I was so disdainful of that noiseless guy,
I spooked his nerves—bridled him with chains,
His deep breath was music to my ears,
He was a menace—it was an unserious act.
He cooked his imprecations and fifth deadly sin,
I was bemused by the taste of the recipe;
Was it edible? But why did it go to my heart,
I felt thorns sprouting from my vessels.
When I left my second home, vehemence was wrecked.
I couldn't feel my fervor in my soul; felt I was under shift.
As I faced the monitor, I couldn't excel anymore—
I did everything to be the jack of all trades.
The absence of the tyrannized—
Was never divulged in our minds.
I puzzled out the burning of my sparks,
It turned out he was behind me all along.
As I overworked my drowsy self,
The screen started to swirl and reflect such creature,
He was holding the shackles of sorrow,
His death meant eternal agony of mine.
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