The steppe beguiled,
Unfriended by innocence,
Renders powerless the Seraphims,
Within the inner citadel.

The primordial whims,
Engulfs the spirit,
Impulses with unshaken strength,
Charges in, in coaxion.

Plain hues of tinted shades,
Delights the spirit,
Yielding unto the colourful disharmony,
Assailing its walls.

Berefted dignity,
Misses its way,
To converge with shame,
The eden pigmentation.

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Many were lost.Many were found.Many were treading on thin ice.

Many are yet to come and many have come and gone.But many are still waiting for the rolling of dice.
Many,many,many........

Eight!

Where nought kisses nought,
On the frontiers of jealousy,
Burned into one another -
A love of quaver...

One... Two... Thrills,
Four... Five... Seeks,
Somewhere,
Somberly,
Seven... Hates...

"The test" begins,
A "curse",
Completely locked within.

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I wronged you,
          I knew I did,
I ignored you,
          I broke our creed,
I grew weak,
          And took a break,
I sought peak,
          And troubled the lake,
You reached out,
          But I ignored,
You did shout,
          While yet I snored,
You did pray,
          While I was drunk,
I was prey,
          Unto books and funks,
You did stay,
          For so very long,
I can't allay,
          This burden of wrong,
Now I see,
          That which you saw,
I was he,
          So blind to his flaw,
I so hope,
          That it's not too late,
How do I cope,
          If this is fate,
I have learnt,
          A very big lesson,
I'm like a cent,
          Totally gone missing,
Do forgive me,
          And have me back,
Do relieve me,
          From this haunty dark,
I wronged you,
          I knew I did,
I ignored you,
          I broke our creed.

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I am the firstborn of conflict,
Cataclysmic in nature,
Panic and fear is what I inflict,
On my dreary adventure,
          A hard hit,
          A sad stint,
I strategically ensure.

I am a trader of damage,
Dogged to my targets,
I am a walking carnage,
Humans are my puppets,
          My machines,
          I vaccined,
Against the disease called peace.

I am a disastrous pastry,
Difficult to resist,
And with a commanding mastery,
Humans from me couldn't desist,
          My tricks,
          A risk,
They gladly embrace.

I am the trusted servant of death,
And when I purr,
Devastations encompasses the earth,
I am war.

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