Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Terse Verse

There’s a rapport beyond our arts
Inscrutable aphorism which lives with us
Human instinct which furnished our dexterity
Not bestowed by the ruler or authority
Tantamount of many things and occurrence
Mighty Pen has also an omnipotence
Embodiment of our frustration and ambition
To deviate the hackneyed superstition
Excruciating truth transfused into my brain
My mind will block-out in a white plain
Oh, sail me at the ocean of imperceptible
Death for verbose words and polysyllable!

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