Sunday, October 6, 2013

Traumatised soul

#When you send entries and they are rejected. So.

Beneath the burgeon of innumerable beliefs,
Sang the lips murmurs of melancholy rhetoric,

Tilted her bound head, in weight of painful memories,
Smelt her breathe of exhilarating agony,

Wise end of time whispered that death was her friend,
Heart weakened mustered no courage to embrace the saying,

Paranoia was a solitary syllable on her fragile mind,
Curses were inked on her frozen tongue,

She bore no thoughts, no deeds of the timeless,
Stretched and squirmed in the myriads of nightmares

Most beautiful memories that flew past began to haunt her,
Flashes of demons and devils, the shy eyes met,

Hatred dwelled and spewed deep within the skin,
Clustered negative impressions in her vivid emotions,

Mankind was mercilessly non- existence to her knowledge,
Meticulously, lips chanted prayers for her saviour,

Relief to rigid version of darkness was the only medicine,     
Bounded to utmost grievance, her only enemy,

All seemed lost, in the longest battle of self,
All but one,

Undying faith of a tomorrow never encountered,
Hope of a future that has to be realized in senses,

Clenched her fingers tight till they marked,
Pain was endured while it lasted the last chord.

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