Let an inertia crescendo - a poem
Shattered soul of a forgotton time
You don like to sense,
Furthering the claret vision chime
Within tears so dense.
There is an ignored boulevard
You don walk now,
There is a neglected verve
You don feel now.
Perishable emotion charge rough bit
With bleak cremation of loved,
Shattered heart of neglected void pit
Yet little to be abused if shoved.
Weed in the hopeless profanity
Leap of empty crescendo high,
Your embrace in strong frivolity
Peep in divided aficionado cry.
Teared and bruised story abound
With untold and chocked pieces of words,
Cremated the lot of propensity aloud
Avowal of farewell yet not faced the swords.
If love is another
Then full moon night is a swelling inertia…..!!!!!!!!