To Hell And Back

Watch the old cock pecking the motherly fowl
Live in trepidation of the shadows that loom
Stomach the agony of the nakedness’ prowl
Blight at vicars who offspring in the room

Devastating corollary of the peril taken too far
Heartbreaking moments on the day the lovebirds sing
Mesmerizing close shave with angels of the tsar
Exasperating fruits of labour that are not but a fling

Drill through the brute vigor of the regiment
Healing wounds fixed with an exorbitant popsicle
Take umbrage at the swing of glee and resentment
Finalising episodes of yet another hellish chronicle

Now is the time of respite and tranquillity
But the promise of tribulation sets the path of greater hostility

Published in: on Tuesday, February 27, 2007 at 10:28 am  Comments (3)  

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  1. Thought-provoking! 🙂

  2. Didn’t mean to provoke any thoughts. Just a personal reflection.


  3. Well, it did for me. I guess every reader owns the liberty of an individual interpretation. 🙂

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