In Our Own Eyes

Since silence spoke, no one has found words to brush off the dust

To betray their own’s touch to the lives they have hardly felt

Scared for the lives, they have found their own ends revelled.


In fine fumes, have spoken the world its fury

Trying to dislodge temper from tears to run truly

Succumbing once when the future held hostage at its fore.


Furlong away in the rude yelps have turned the ghosts silent

In their times of heaves pushing trouble to its reefs

The cold culprit has disowned many and any


To slip into a reverie, the ratted have rolled many rules

Having roted whims of the collage that seems to be uprooting

Have the colors truly sickened seams off the tresses


© Prateek Joshi and WordPress, 2017

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