Ashes
Jul 24, 2017 · 1 min read
Seismic activity in the mind,
Calm Ocean a thing of yore,
Bulging veins , suffocated indeed,
Abandoning home, they seek to explore.
Roots are shaking; green lips chattering,
Arms are trembling; chair steady no more,
Black intestines are gurgling; walls are cracking,
Forces of “ Nature” are ascending the throne.
Sphewing venom they rise from the grave,
Burning the burnt , and then they rave,
Message from the Almighty they claim,
Tower of Silence is what they aim.
Aim achieved , no joy they feel
Contended maybe, but uneasy they feel
Alas,
Ashes erupt for ashes sake,
Ashes remain in ashes lake.