Clawed eyes of the poet
No eyes there;
Only deep black hole
Persons suffering from amnesia
And too have anachronism
And fetid amour
Who are enticed by shadow of the tree
Comes out from their anal seen asquint
Blinding blazing light belching from that dark eye-hole...
The stars, the sun and the moon decocted
Started reading fly-leaf of the macrocosm
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Rhetorical words defines your inner feel, good narration, thanks for the share