From the rings of fire
Where thousand tongues leap
Colonizing the breath
And conspiring revenge deep
Aiming to settle its hunger
By releasing venomous fume
I do wonder,
If our days are manship doom
Sly rips of shrewdy storms
Hail down the tempered roads
Act of god, it is so...
Who decodes these codes?
Shut the windows and doors
Shut your mouth tight
Out in the day or dark
There's definitely going to be a fight
We know the reasons gain
The sessions and dreadful days
There's enormous clueless pain
Yet, we wander our own ways...


©Seema Sen, 2020