The down-low

Deep into the abyss she stared,Wondering whether a tear drop would reach the bottom.“Pointless, already at rock-bottom,” she said.The darkness of the chasm, Piercing the very soul;The pull in the eyes, Shattering every hope.But tears alone don’t give the blur,So could a glow….Stargazing she crept,Heart racing it went,Blood pacing she felt,Downcasting…a melt,Ask the DJ… he’llContinue reading “The down-low”

Virtue

Innocence,The benevolence whose despise,is the lack of sense.Once upheld as of essence,now deprived of presence;and in the stead of nuisance.This crest of incense,food to your conscience,bread to your uprise,folly to the unwise;key to your sunrise;in other words….peaceShouldn’t you now think otherwise?@Daabris

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