Monday, January 11, 2016

Behind these hard strings..

     Beyond Misery a   clout .
    Behind   Mystery a  cloud.
    Behind ostentation in  some 
   Cases, shallow  thrill
   Sooner  to  desiccate.
    Life  shrouds  another life,
    even  swallowing   uncertainty,
    Opens  like  lobes of
    Plantain; on  most occasions,
    Like   a   seasoned   thug,
     Only   upon   severe  
     Interrogation, Multi layered  
     hinges touch upon
     but  not  Demure.
     You  are boiling, with  Calm
    Stays  the surface  of   your heart.





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