Life's Junction


Life has a junction, over and over

a repeating lunacy

without adieu

simple in nature, yet subtle

chaotic and sad, yet utopian too

Words run amuck with random thoughts

as always,

they ring loud, and simply true

a damp spirit, with a purple hue

Ruthless characters with evil eyes

surrounding gardens, where hope ensues

its sorrow and pain

in every sight

no happiness or reprieve in any pew

Facts blurred by the virtue of evil

crafts of deceit emerge from the devil

eyeing a goal of eternal oblivion

it’s you, it’s I, stuck in the cycle

round and round of iniquity vile!

-By Tariq MaQbool

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