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An Ode to Explode

Poetry By: chenoyceil

Of death and longings!

Submitted:Nov 12, 2012    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

O! Dear Death!

Come alive;

Pour Venom

Take me home

Born to bear the Earth

A berth of mirth,

Life grains been revolving around,

As air did them surround

Now rolling on the hot sands

With alien glee;

Now flying in the aerodrome

Fast and free

Now gliding down the heaving hills

Red and hot;

Now flowing to the niveous poles

Chilled to the clot

Then, Oh! The spooky Binder came

To play the grimy game;

Some grains It cast into bizarre molds,

And flung them into vying folds

Plants and fish, birds and beasts

Came to fists,

To flourish long and muster strong,

Till Man came and proved them wrong

Thus, are harried with pains and pangs

One and all;

For, It had crushed them all beneath

Envy and hate, miseries and death

So, life here stinks

From the Abyss;

I bleed and sue

And pine for You

My grains often seek,

Pry out and prick

To wriggle out and fly

To the void of the sky

So, let them all, O Tyrant!

Dismantle and be vagrant;

In the heaven let them roll,

And then mingle with the whole

Till they spring up again

In the Nidus Pristine

But, with unaching hearts

And souls so divine

That they may get back

The happiness they lack

And 'I' may fuse in ether

Unborn and Undying for ever


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