The
*****
is mightier
than the sword;
if one knows how to
creatively use.
Try hard,
lunging forward
make your deep marks,
though short lived.
(the similarity
to  sword
ends here,
thank god,
no blood shed,
war cries of
a different kind
would be heard
but soon die  down
more over ,
these guttural and nasal sounds
express the depth of subconscious.
all will be quiet soon.
the curtain falls,
  to the accompaniment of rhythmic snores
till cupid recuperates.