The torn crystals of vengeance
Maddens my sultry soul
Dusting off the ghost appearances
From the sponges of cavity holes
Remembering the forgotten crimes
Shattering myself in the web of confinement
In the darkest and tepidest plight
Submerged in the ink of vain appeasement
But the world heals the wounds of hate
Soul enlightened with curious fervour
Pastime of mild pains
With dramas, adventure and wonders
Tears are spilling over the past incidents and experiences
Dusting off the ghost appearances
To enlighten my calm soul
From the sponges of cavity and holes..