The sun rose towards its zenith
long surpassed
waned light in lunar path
leading the peak like the little boy lagged behind his parents
belabour the vital point
like the artless sincerity of a young child
without skill
relies on the gullibility of other
have we lost none of our naivety
credulous, indolent flash
dull pupil
always found life as dull as ditchwater
dulled by time
ideologically incorrect
an illogical fear
illogical behaviours and arguments
illogical conclusion

like from the child’s point of view
shadow under guise
tries to broken arrow thudded into the target
a repulsive sight
odious place
and shadows of loathsome time
Stygian gloom
slimes weakly in the forlorn attempt to reassure themselves that everything was all right
awaited in the forlorn hope
scared of their own shadows
chasing each other’s shadows
seemed they didn’t want to cast a shadow on their happiness
but shadows in the Stygian caves forlorn
shadow of an ancient oak tree
some ancient monuments
and the shadows of an ancient night
sundial and Earth’s rotation
analemma in contempt their treatment towards life was beneath contempt?
there was a gradual descent to the sea
wayward emotions
a slope went downwards like light begins it’s wayward course
absent expressions
the scintillating and cerulean haze
tenebrous mist
Dark and gloomy
absent rays
perpetual mist and darkness
ambient gelidity
elliptical avail
their ability to argue is of little avail if the facts are wrong
freed from the confines
like it’s beyond the confines of human knowledge

beginning of aphelion to quell the fear
so caliginous could not return to primal void
a resurgence of interest in the humans nature
the world can rebuilt a ruined balance
and resurgent from the calcite depths
unknown slowly
tyranny is a persecution complex
broken oath under a curse
condemning of interment
hoping against hope
there had been some mistake
tenacious hold on power
tenacious grip
driven by pure lust
a fear of the unknown
festering sores
recursive new dreams
those who fell under the sway
those who were banished from the hope
we can lock below the stagnant that permeated down to air
we felt stale and needed a change ain’t we?

metamorphosis of a iniquity into a crepuscular glory
that’s Unknown to us
might it’s a journey into the unknown
but some new dimension and thoughts have been dispatched to the mind!


Ushna Sardar

Joined January 2008

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