METAMORPHOSED BY THE MOON. (An Original Poetry)

in #poetry5 years ago

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Living the hours,
trudging past seconds,
minutes and hours
ticking and ticking
revuberating like an eruption
a Melee in the mind
thoughts in tussles,
colliding opinions
until we're born anew
like a budding in the rain


We're but rovers in a garage,
mute as echoes
motorcades of laughter,
a cyclone of sadness,
but darkened at the fiercest of night,
transformed to an inferno,
speckles of blood,
on the lips
Stark as nakedness
in the slightest of morn


The eyes is but a mouthpiece
that tells a woeful story
glittering in anticipation
howls resonating like thunder,
deep in the glade
passion dwells in the cravings
flesh on the teeth,
tears in the pupils
like breakfast eaten in misery.


Circumstances comes like combustion
igniting us like candle,
to do the flesh's biddings
wolves under the moon's shadows
unable to resist a feast
of smiles and tender glimmers
tucked in bed
away from night things
that makes the bladder reek

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