Darkest fears of mine!!!

This world is a deceiving entity and-

The people fickle minded are all.

Death is deceiving and so is birth of one.

Mortals are all we, the dust spares none.

Lovers deceive their love and-

So does a father surprises his sons.

A brother lets his sister down;

And a man his wife.

Relationships are deceiving;

So are the threads that bind them.

All the materialistic manipulations deceiving;

And so are the ones who abide by them.

Fools are we, not knowing,

A deceiving surprise awaits us all;

When the winter sun starts to hurt,

When the cold wind bites deep into the wounds;

And when the patient wait of Christmas presents ends

That’s when the sheets coloured in Blanche;

Are unfurled to reveal the deceiving love and care.

And it won’t be long when we find ourselves, Chanting the well known incantations

Incantations signaling the decline in morals and self honor

Incantations of the Dead

“The poet in me is dead

The person in me is dead

The man in me is dead

The son in me is dead

The brother in me is dead

And so does this dead soul screams

I am dead

I am dead

I am dead"