Lovers Of Vanity Park Poem by Shouvik Roy

Lovers of the vanity park;
Beware, hunters of the society
Seek you. Stay hidden, speak not,
For they have swords of intrusion
And needles of tyranny seeking your
polluted blood.
Stay hidden behind the safe bush.
Lovers of the vanity park,
Wish for some other time to blossom,
Wish for a world serene, and for men good.
Wish today, in your mind aloud;
Speak not, stay hidden, drown into each other
Since there is no time.
Entwine, curl up, blend in, merge your souls
And just wish, for eternity.
For neither swords nor the needles,
Can kill the truth that is love,
The soul of life and the source of glee.
So wish; eternity awaits you.