Poem | Mind’s black d•t
Mind’s black d•t
A cruel ally of the devil
Who poisons the goodwill
Coward to the power of the will
Even lives in ashes of the fireball
A cunning enemy to the hopes
Who excites while mind corrodes
Douser of the beacon that shows
The right way in the scary storms
A fierce slayer of the pleasure
Who pushes the souls to departure
Spigot that chokes heart in pressure
Chops the merciful buds premature
A deadly carnivore to the victim
Who erases the laughter in no time
Remover of the memories of all-time
That rekindle the joy of good-time
A false force to hide the wound
Which screens the torment-compound
Stalker of the tears that expound
Fearsome stories in battleground
A wild torch to ignite the heart
Which burns the skin rampart
Laughter that follows a dart
Which tears the minds apart
A honed sword to split the lies
Which bends the face of bias
Honor and love fallen to chaos
As the victim is devoid of voice
A clear benevolence helps the guilty
Which lifts the hopes, kind and hearty
Foster the affection in life’s bounty
That leads to survival of sanity
A solemn hope nurtures the soul
Which restarts the practice ensoul
Observer of the calm dawn oversoul
Keeps the rays of hope ever console
Erase the black d•t before it gets to a hole…
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