Friday, 3 July 2015

The Deadlock

July 2 2015


A wizard conjuring spirits 
As fumes escaped his pipe
Recounting myths and gleaning whims
His eyes sunk into despair 
Went squinting for answers 
Questions drizzled his pensive mind 
Yet sorrow hampered renaissance 
He tried fool aches of the heart
Impeccable irreproachable 
He spewed his last puff 
Imploded letting time ravage 
All vestiges of life left in him

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