This
method of dark resounding
Given
away-
By the
mind, without a twinkling
‘Fear’ is
the word that collocates
Itself
with-
That very
thing within me which rotates.
Brooding,
by some means has become
A
profession, nothing to be proud of;
These
laments aren’t easy to withdraw
They
reside within, life long-
Cheerful
acquaintance people seek,
Distress,
shooed away
While
lavished by some
Everything
meaning the same.
This
method of remotely stature
Making
life gay-
Narrowed
by the parings
‘Live’ is
the word that is construed
Inside us-
That very
thing within me screwed.
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