With shine in the eyes turning saline
And the tongue malign
Creaking into the cracks poison finally seeps in
One ultimate deafening thump and the heart gives in.
Slithering out the soul lies numb yet showing lief.
It lapses into time, yet not into relief
Remembers days bygone.
Where once upon a time it heralded its own malison
Time makes destiny spool another day.
Emotions being the chameleon.
The mask changes color again
Existent since an aeon.
The disguise works its wonder once more.
Brittle heart whose beats are turning rancid
Thou shall repose in the earth.
The skies foretold
Yes, thou shall repose in the earth.
Seeing the obsequy travelling past a river
Zephyr ruffles the veil.
The being within looked sordid as a dirty bale.
Skin had turned white yet not pale.
For they say guises however may confuse dont always fool.
The road followed the river.
The meandering no lesser than the soul
For some say destiny may not always deliver.
Requiescats may not always cure the curse.
Brandishing a cancer the soul lives no more.
But will revisit as an unpleasant folklore.
The skies never foretold
But Yes, it shall revisit as an unpleasant folklore.
Meanings- Courtesy dictionary.com
Requiescats - A prayer for the repose of the souls of the dead
Obsequy-A funeral rite or ceremony
Zephyr-The west wind. A gentle breeze
Malison- A curse
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Thus drifting afar to the dim-vaulted caves
Where life and its ventures are laid,
The dreamers who gaze while we battle the waves
May see us in sunshine or shade;
Yet true to our course, though the shadows grow dark,
We'll trim our broad sail as before,
And stand by the rudder that governs the bark,
Nor ask how we look from the shore!
Oliver Wendell Holmes