(e) 5 (Dark) The Cauldron Of Discontent Poem by Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean

(e) 5 (Dark) The Cauldron Of Discontent



Simmering in the cauldron
Of my discontent
Squeezing out the juices
Of my existence
I sip it in
And spit it out

It seeps back in
Filling every pore
I start dancing to its music
The horns start to grow
Wild laughter
Mocking me

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Patricia Gale 01 April 2007

Vivid imagery here T.O A well described emotion

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