The Forgery Of Time
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Let me now comply for my long engraving thanks
To be communised in the solemn of life and lies
Ss if my sole solace was deserved as a treat
And bestowed to me in the redeeming apprise!
Fortune, luck, all melted into a stream
Towards a joyous life of every mortal
Those humanised sayings deploy a sense
To them, to master vain art of music and metal...
Drunk like a salmon, the liquid of life
Fortunately finished the glass of galore
A time defined the threatening voices of revolt
But ears remained deaf, as the sounds became more and more!!
Those sounds broke the alignment of the generous demise
Of the heart, of the mind
And as the carcass lay still, a mockery evolved its fate
And questioned the self, whose eyes always remained blind!
Purity, divinity and angelic verses
Doesn't enrapture the melancholic moments
That polished the betrayed ‘time of life’
That was filled with phrasal torrents...
As for the last, long lost version
Of the truth, of passion, of promotion
As tidings were halted, new paths aroused
This, the spirit was sustained for a new evolution.