I intend to create ripples
Splashing away the mystic light
Dipping and hunting cripples
In an ocean so wide.
Powerful and prayer
Devastating your mind
Injecting a new layer
Scrapping away the bind.
All those filthy and jerky minds
Hitting at the bull’s eye
They will loathe and all kinds
And hence break the screeching cries.
A numbness will soon be there
Understanding will then pave the day
Before you leave the dare
Your creepy mind will die million ways.
Lectures, lessons and sessions
With such sick minds is clay
Having no water to hold missions
And there they lay.
-UnsophisticatedBird
Very nice! Did you paint that as well?
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No no .. its just the poem 😊
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Ah! Well, the poem is good..
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Thank you 😊
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