The Epiphany of Slumber
Sleep and slumber, whats the difference? Nothing more than rest? Or a stop? Well, the double meaning rests in what your mind perceives. I could only lead you the way. :)
Won’t we close the eyes?
Hath we not know the Evils it bring
Ponder ye, upon such blasphemy
Thy eyes are fooling ye
Hell is blissful, unlike Heaven
Au contraire, the ears whisper!
Open thee, o restless mind.
Now is not the time for contemplating
The end, neareth it seems.
Noses are yet, treacherous beings
Logic, overrated and deviated
Shut down thy face multitude of times
Blankets and warmth are merely jargons
Covering thee with chill, pneumonia!
Forever unseen, such infestation of remarks
Wild things are dormant
Trapped inside a hallowed soul
Uprooted from Earth, air-bound
When all others fail thee
The eyes openeth, never ceased to harm
Glad from the illusion of grandeur
Away into an epileptic treasure
Blow the worries away, not likely.
Remains we must, asleep
Rolling in such dreams once more
To rise and fall, once again
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Mon coeur et Mon âme
PoetryAs the title goes, My Heart and My Soul. Poems of my own imagination, feelings and life experiences woven into a string of meaningful words which I would love to share with all of you. Different genres encapsulates the pure joy of workmanship and ta...
