Do you hear the legends speak?
Hear all that their saccharine voices preach
and all that they conceal?
Do you hear the veiled cacophony
and the obverse tranquillity?
Do you hear tales of cloying mendacity and caustic veracity?
Do you feel them shape you, trap you in beguiling prejudices and falsities?
Do you feel them like I did?
I am a blackened canvas and I finally feel the tenebrosity,
of the broken constellations that hold defiance, prevalent in beholders of ebony!
I feel the image of me shattered in verity
and I accept the sins I committed in the guise of morality!
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Sometimes even I don't understand what I write! From yesterday I have been stuck with this word since my brain refused to get creative enough to come up with anything for it. Nothing seemed to give any sort of inspiration. And I woke up this morning and got a few words in my mind and I penned down this without comprehending what I even meant by it.
Would love to know your interpretations.
Love,
Pratyusha
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Winters Of The Heart | Versification ✓
Poetry| Versification 2023 | "The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth." - Jean Cocteau A poetry collection for the contest. Started: 1st April 2023 Completed: 30th April 2023
