By this time 2019 the onslaught had begun.. devastating attack on mankind not carried out by guns.. just a virus, tiny yet deadly ravaging the world.. not an equal monster in decades, Covid-19 it was called.
mysteriously crept into our world, inexplicable origin.. lurking around rails, trails and air just to gain entry.. wrecking down all systems immune, nervous and circulatory.. sniffles life out of victims at the early stages, men was scary.
left us so terrified in our towns and in our cities.. grounded and brought to a halt economic activities.. built up a partition of no solid material.. amongst us all, rich, poor and even the influential.
Once crowded streets in its wake were lonely and desserted.. nice playground activities and symposiums neglected.. for the dread of the global monsterous virus.. oh! no! never again we hope we beat the virus.
It took from us loved ones both promising and elderly.. frightening mode of operation, collapsing the lungs steadily.. trailing wails world all over from the healthcare facilities.. universal pandemonium, we were overwhelmed seemingly.
Emotionally traumatising was the unpleasant experience.. of watching its victims gasping in the midst of abundance.. I cried like many many others seeing a menace to existence.. and all we did was pray for return of peaceful ambience.
till date still place a limit on human interactions.. medical practitioners working their ***** off.. to get a cure for it although now there's vaccination.. was an era in human history, covid-19 what a distraction!
You chugged down a pint of stout Reason running in and out Your friends cheering you on Until all reason is completely gone In a moment of uncertainty You poise the possibility Of ordering another pint of that hilarity You get another one and a shot You feel your head spins and you're hot You're being cheered on by your friend-squad Reason's leaving, but you're not The evening just began And you feel a certain urge to dance Then that concludes You get the pint again And the reason still eludes
About the unreasonably high alcoholic consumption most folks go through at some point.
“The words just won't come, but the feelings are all here Misunderstood mind-monsters whispers and that's all I hear My tears are on hold; it refuses to be shed, The silence turns into pandemonium as soon as I lay down my head
Some elusive words are hidden within my tainted heart, Drenched in blood; a beautiful art The thought of ever uttering those words suffocates me, Thus the mind-monsters echo the words repeatedly
Every day I wish to escape these memories, But seems like all that escapes me is my sanity I was forced to acknowledge the muse in my miseries, The mind-monsters said it would be one less frailty
Now as you walk this staircase to my mind; Seek my angels to convince these mind-monsters to be kind” ~ Demi.M Potts
Wow what a ride I'm on Man how much time has gone How could the tide so rapidly subside Just after doin yet one more line Wow is her body so fine And the way we take flight My o my, the girl gets me so high The way it feels so right The way we fit so tight Its like the beginning of the end of time Or that other life when I was a double spy Like the way I felt as a little child Life wide open so fresh and mysterious Seems to me there's nothing to fear in bliss She rolls a tear as we let go from the last kiss The earth and its magnetism are on a major shift As soon as the winters done, I'll b on a major kick If I don't read anyone else's lyrics, I can avoid subconscious plagerism If I start to regularly meditate, I'll be b free from cages within **** I'll never give up participating in sum of my favorite sins The heart has many ways to sew its many mends Maybe its that I'm still just looking to win Maybe I'll finally begin tapping fr within So many things I wanna begin Never thought I'd meet so many friends I drop to my knees and pray I stay in the right way I stayed in the light today The fine art of playing Just to play Like the kid I was Just yesterday
Blood boils over the chalice in an insurmountable quantity, pouring straight through the cracks, spilling on the concrete and it stays, dried like the Sahara, waiting for it to be scraped off into non-existence
But it's torment to stare, to remember the flitting thoughts that refrain the calm to get back
Adamant to get over our Achilles heel, striking the bruised flesh over and over on a wall in detriment of our anger Persistent to stand still on its feet, to knock us over and over again
A breathing torso, has a defended chest Guards are held up around the beast Confined in a cage that turns brittle to the eternities that pass by, and it crumbles
We crumble. It's torment to think about it and not to let it in.
Pain shall not cease That grips the soul Barbed memories Will always bleed With touch Serrated words Slices through All the intent Comes to naught Love transforms to dissent And tenets become acerbic Eroding peace Suffering in silence