In State Of Dilapidation (An Original Poetry)

in hive-170798 •  5 years ago 

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The metropolis,
a nation standing on ruination
is policed by thoughts!
as a perplex mind
stands aloft wreckage!
pondering unbelievable things.
our today is ebbing away
like a cigar fuming,
like a thousand chimney
as ballads dies
For our once beautiful city.

Our empire,
is now an abode,
for serpent and spiders
we're Kings of Carnage!
relishing the sweetness of bondage!
for tears abide within
in the softest of hearts
swelling like frog glands
and waiting to pour,
a despicable ode to pain!

Home was yesterday!
when the sunset pierced through
invincible walls
and fainting laughter,
could be heard in corridors!
we are travellers,
on the cusp of home
but ferns and stubbles
have grown in our gardens
and the silver plated roof,
is browning like a flower,
falling into facade.

We're in yonder,
watching wearily walls
standing wobbly
like biscuits dancing happily
in the mouth!
flows freely falling
scorpions crawling out of walls
where breasts fed our infants lips
in awe?
stupefied by change
the coming of the end
signals a painful denouement




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Elegantly Done Yet a sad picture to see through poetic words. Thanks for sharing

Yeah definitely it's a sad piece, reminds me of a place where o grew up but it's now dead and buried

  ·  5 years ago Reveal Comment

Try harder