You know, this poetry, it can leave your soul
heart warmed on a curb of sweet-sonorous
onomatopiased percussive melody of first sounds!
In a brief lilt, like a wind in a recess that walks
you out into the wonder of new light. If you chose
to listen to the cryptic messenger as much as you
relax in the simple lyrics! I have only a verbiage juxtaposition
from my limited armoury of lexicon. May it be a
feathery arrow from Cupid’s light-bow that stings you
into pining for your true soulmate, who has the veracity
to bring you hate for your misconceptions as much as
love for your candour. I am happy to talk of much love
in the aftermath! If you know the true God has compromised
his omnipresence to bring about salvation. But first, comes
the revelation, if you choose to see what you are meant to see!
He transcribes hate in your blood vessels because the real felons
have hijacked your pathways with propaganda and keep calumnising
the virtuous of felony! So, God keeps love in abeyance, in the painful
reality of hate; that God is loath to want you to see! Such is
the darkening of poetry, that it makes everybody bleed for the crimes
of a few! God may tell you a few truths in the embers of your
life, if you care to sit by the smouldering fire, and listen to the wind
coming calling from all quarters of the Universe. That these misbegotten
lifetimes are not exactly your fault or his. That he took the greatest pains upon
himself to abrogate the villainy and wickedness. If there were words so
to break their (the villains) clutch over you, out of their soporific sophistry. He would then be resonant to tell you
at the end of your life – SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE CAUSED!!!
And then would the words fall from the pockets of the universe; through
its binary ever-flowing memory its raconteur of LOVE! LOVE! LOVE! AND LIGHT!
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