Folly O' Mine Poem by abhro bhattacharjee

just nother day as the sun shown in
in came the voices
it all came in with him
the floating growls
the gibberish line
those drowning whispers
yet that mono tone whine

that whine i knew had a distant look
a funny gait
and a tone that shook
but deceiving are looks, so cheated was i
by the skin, by the bones
by the parchment face
by those trembling hands
by that strange show of grace

just that day as the sun went cold
by the sheets, by the drapes
by that iron hand cold
those rays came in a numbered few
sliding and slanting, of a wicked brew

there she was the ivory hill
a couple ebony then the glittering gorge
across the wall, the muslin stretch
splashing and dancing the tuskan red

a lil were many who knew me through
of the glam, of the gliz
of the marquee blue
the riches, the spoils
of the sequestered throne
of the hapless victims, their fury grown

the pyro lord now a citric ring
the rays did glow without the sting
the skin, the bones to ashes were blown
yet persistent, omnipresent
that monotonous drone

the drone although now was a decibel low
and linesd slithered on his face
meandering near the brow
the grace diminished as the curtain fell down
'huh
the blasphemous bard '
i thought still holding his ground

the effigy of mirth all dandy and decd
or was i the monarchical statue
of stone, no fear to shed
of blasphemy and its ways lil i knew
and was it just conscience
or was there a judgement due

ignorant was i of your wandering days
the toil, the turmoil
of that one big stage
the shining armor now tattered frayed
those flickering eyes
those eyes of rage

of blasphemy and its ways now i knew
of the chequered field and the pawns a few
of the bishop's stealth, of the valiant knight
of the rook's romance, of the deceitful horse
yet tooth and nail they fought for me
my tumbling court and the futile cause

o ' folly o' mine, now i know
of the poetic justice and the deathly flow
those shuffling feet before the gash
those sounds, that silence
and the transient flash

o ' folly o' mine, my eternal foe
igniting the vengeance
inspiring the show
o ' folly o ' mine
you malignant ways
o ' folly o ' mine
you numbered my days.