Stars gloom over the sterile room,
fall of condolences spread over insolence.
quietly the monitor fades in the corridor.
over green sheets, pale eyes close to defeat.
Cities filled with laughter will now slaughter.
where my cradle lies empty stuffed with sympathy.
Forgotten rompers, packaged diapers stacked in drawers.
dreams disappear like baking soda in vinegar.
Wait for sanity will stretch to eternity
In the feet of stork was placed a fork.
Shadows gather on teddy bear wallpaper.
For every sly glance ready to prance
someone in heaven has hiccups unshaken.
Brave masks will collapse in casks.
enough to pierce my prayers fierce.
To brand me culpable with the lasso of unstable.
Finally, guilt will be built.
Remember every lament will be a judgement to
them whom you call
tonight, with hope.
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Author:
Aman 12 (
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