Unsheathed: an ode.


Amidst the tainted fibs,
Obliterated all the light,
Blood seeped through the nibs,
Perdition to forget the might.

Swim into a reverie,
Lost the first ebbs,
Gloom and arbitrary,
Sombre; spider webs.

Beneath is deep, i know, i know the story of a deer ; cried for the days of aliveness , ran and ran and ran to jump off the cliff, but caught by the mighty tiger : Died an undead death.

Reticent: her voice,
Blue lies in adroit love,
Coruscating : beaut eyes,
Hark to the saga of lost dove.

“Dark i am, in grave i live,
Let me fall without a why,
Some take, some give,
Some laugh, some die.”



I write what i see, and feel what i breathe. Poetics, Realism is what i bathe in. Hope do i not that you see my words than just read?

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