Knowing

It will not hurt
What you donโ€™t know?
Truth wrapped in muslin
Pulsates gently
Waiting to birth
To sound the death knell
Of sweet ignorance
Blissful innocence
As the soul soaks in
Lies and tales
Appeasing the mind
But stealing the heart
Of the pure joy of knowing!

Cadavers of love

Warped lies embedded
In the nucleus of your being
Tilted fantasia
Twisted mockery
Of ethereal tenderness
For it was never real

Trolled

Let me now observeOngoings of our worldHas it gone insaneOr sloshed with disdain?How has it replacedAll the love with hate!When friends are foesFor opinions they spokeDo we bury the voicesOr risk being trolled?When men are up in armsDo we cower or take a chance,To make amends, to call outThe lies and cover upsThe slyness andContinue reading “Trolled”