Wednesday, 9 March 2016

Mystified


Let it flow 
Till the stones burn 
Let it enrage 
Till the fire quenches itself
Black day has gone
With all of its intensity 
Although the fantasy was different
It went mystified

Let it play
Never mind time out 
Let it trifle 
The triviality comes out 
Sluggishness didn't account 
The questions unanswered 
And the hasty reactions
On the horizon it seemed different 
It went mystified 

No The death of fire was unjustified 
But the assumption was irrelevant
For it never goes 
To draw reality from fantasy
It goes mystifies

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