Black droplets on the windowpane,
Blurring out the starless night.
The six-legged knows its fate,
Bitter winter's inevitable plight!
Trickling down our glassy stare,
Like a Bloodletting's vein.
Eliciting our lucid nightmare,
Never-ending pulsating pain!
Shadows thrown at the walls,
Betrays it's former self.
The flickering candle laughs at us all,
Darkening our once happy shell!
For it's not pessimism...
just nihilism!
For its not optimism...
just escapism!
But like every dark,we hope for light,
Awaiting tomorrow's dawn.
Trying to regain myopic sight,
In the hope for a life redrawn!
Just like the six-legged one in sheer vanity,
Creeps out of the warmth with muted profanity.
Like it,we look for fresh mundanity,
And crawl back to insanity!!
Failed by time-tried masochism,
we look for new pain.
Leaping into our neo-chasm,
Into the dark room once again!!!
1 comment:
O six legged one! my my what a horror movie this one would make.
i like! morbid and completely japanese horror movie-like.(those are mind blowing).
For it's not pessimism...
just nihilism!
For its not optimism...
just escapism!
haa i see this one has taken many days.
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