Who order`d the usurping glow to arise
In hasty pace terminating juicy repose
Upon the Fretbed and tossing form restive;
Of frail deeds to expiate poorly the main
Bringer of this rut of dull stagnation,
Intertwined with stern time in the midst-
A savage duet whose honour is to mock the light.
Ah!What glee whitebutterflies with tints of pattern
Black contently manouevring round the violet flowers;
Filling the air with evocations midst the gloom-doom,
Enticing the memory with incantations-
Of soaring juice of exuberant gone time span
Till the midst of the watershed`s brink coming
And the haunting threshold to this empty span.
The slow fall of the Melodious rain came to pass
Ago;the slender silvery sheen drops dropping
Benign upon unrivaled Silence heralded;
The panoply of sound in abound childhood fantasy
I danced under droning splutters of high joy-
The oblivious nude of sight wheeling and prancing
now the zest is levell`d to expiate this hollowness.
Scorn the very scorching glow!Ageless master
Decrepitude devoid,neurotic immune and impervious
To captive fate putting a leash round our throats:
Though children breath honour the blaze more
Murmuring laughters,wheeling headlessly all day
Till light cedes the arcane dusk and sadists rise.
Trill`ng their evening song of looter.
Come lofty spring behind the main orchestrator`s
Brusque breath;chant the spell to Beauty Grandeur,
Bless the mellow peaches pip with juice to vein,
Sweeten the delicious grapes with sap abound,
Ripe the plump verdurous fern to the delight of gorging.
And these pleasures be to entice with bliss
To weave content within forgoing the hasty worlds.
Oh!Misfortune the unfurling pervasive headache;
The populace`s severe migraine to migrate joy,
And herald plaintive-dirge of inferious rut to throne
In chance,accident nor blunder to eternal Melancholy.
The ambitious grace of frail deeds innate bequethed
By an unsurmounting hearts is of commend worthy
To chase light in a dark tunnel,strife this death and lead.
