The Panacea of his omened RefugeA Poem by prachi prangya agastiThe refuge of darkness, powered by love.A
lust for erroneous yet insatiable thirst Flesh
and Blood An
audacity for solace A
quench for his hunger Massacre
of mere souls, beating hearts An
impasse in the whims of justice Satiates
the thunder churning his insides Twisted
and wicked, the doings of his bare hands Tainted
with hue of the Satan, He mends
his craves As Subtle
sojourn awaits his evil codes His
refuge, his omened refuge
Midst
the breathing beings of this humble earth His
eyes seeks your light, his heart pines your hope Oh,
the kin of tempting flesh and blood Caress
his fitful soul, lull the beats of unholy Into
a cobweb of mystique Love Trail
the path of a blaze cloaked in a humble abode A
lure for his hunger In
the conscious wake of his misery Let
his heart redeem thy sins And
find his refuge His
sinless, divine refuge
© 2015 prachi prangya agastiAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorprachi prangya agastibhubaneswar, chandrasekharpur, IndiaAboutThe person I am is the result of finite process of tests with no limits to its experiences. And the better aspect of the person I am can be reflected by the words of my family and friends. May be my i.. more..Writing
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