The time was intimidating
The time,
It became only a measurement
There was no control of
Steer the luck.
The life was not coming
Fir the skulls.
The device of time was
With no functions of
Time.
Life is spooch for the man,
He is watching the time
Of his life.
He peeped his life through
The magic mirror.
His life of time was lost
From his control.
He saw him as old as in the
Magic mirror.
He stared the skulls.
His eyes were blurred with
Darkness .
The angel sophisticated
His wisdom;
It was perpendicular to
The end of his dreams.
The angel culminated
His philosophy of
Foolishness.
The life of the angel
Is incongruous.
The divinity was not
Pure in his heart.
The angel who was mandating
His unprivileged power.
The angel who was dirty
With his ego.
The angel sold his vanity
As death for the world.
He smiled while seeing
The death.
He smiled while seeing
The skulls.
The time obfuscated the
Foolishness of man.
The light was dark among
The skulls.
The angel bottled the divinity
And piouness for his pride
He controlled the with his
Egoistic heart.
But his time is limited and
his time is imperfect.
He will also be a skull.
The vanity of death will
Abnegate the angel
The time of the angel had
Fallen by his own mistake.
His clock was death,
His time was fraudulent
And intimidating.
The god devastated the
Angel’s clock by his
Invisible time.
One and only clock:
That is belong to the
Almightily god.
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Author:
cyriac maliakkal (
Offline) - Published: August 15th, 2026 13:51
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is from has written from the inspiration of Antonio de paredas great work "Allegory de vanity "
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Comments1
There is a sense of urgency in this work and a feel of time passing in a surreal manner. Nicely done
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