The secrets so sweet we whispered
Broke lose to waste altered and shouted
We have strayed into the wilderness
Where money grows on rotten promises.
And sour honey oozes from wounds
of broken hearts expiring on tuttered mats
of sacred sanctuaries defiled in conquests.
Behind the eyes of the seer lies the blind
Sprawling restlessly on the throne uncrowned
of insatiable longings of love unquenched
Of countless subtle sacrifices thoughtlessly wrenched
Drenched, demented, dries in dues detested
Salient, silly, soiled, secluded soon so dejected
Beyond the curtains of concern and comfort
Amidst the cacophony of moans, maladies we part
On Sails the sentry calling, singing 'exeunt, exeunt'
Lights off, darkness sits in pursuing the script
Dust gathers, cobwebs cover the spectacular sight-
Cementing the elusive love of actor and playwright
Floating in the warm smoke of gossip
Curl tales of dishes served cold by the bold
Succulent salads devoured savoured as served
The spoils of the toils masked in brawls tamed
The summit of this mighty deed so loft
Clings on strings of the dare or do craft
A game older than clouds of no rain
A dice for the price of no pain no gain
@Abi Maria Amaru.
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