How soon The rains did throw you to the grounds How soon You lay prostrate, Found a crack within the ground to bury your face How soon, The walls don’t hear voice Then suddenly voices from the chambers appear like a dream These walls have broken down to give way, To the crowd You did lose your innocence But it was nothing compared to how the moon judged you differently previously, After that first kiss The numbers were few who told you to continue Then you did Now you have succeeded in throwing fire into the crowd They will cry for themselves They will throw their tears unto you They will shout every moan to the heavens They will mention your name like a curse And the heavens will descend onto earth, On a horse with scrolls And the scrolls will be spread even amongst those who weren’t part of the crowd. Even ghosts will feel your fire And be spread, your sorrows These fires will burn your sorrows into ashes The ashes will be stored in vessels And the vessels shall be shared, Like a cattle sacrificed on the seventh moon. Time passes, but the clouds don’t reckon your changing colours The clouds will turn dark And change into grey quickly Then switch to faint Just to camouflage your changing faces Hamstar.Invictus A crowd smelling of gasoline

A crowd smelling of gasoline #poem

How soon
The rains did throw you to the grounds
How soon
You lay prostrate,
Found a crack within the ground to bury your face
How soon,
The walls don’t hear voice
Then suddenly voices from the chambers appear like a dream
These walls have broken down to give way,
To the crowd
You did lose your innocence
But it was nothing compared to how the moon judged you differently previously,
After that first kiss
The numbers were few who told you to continue
Then you did
Now you have succeeded in throwing fire into the crowd
They will cry for themselves
They will throw their tears unto you
They will shout every moan to the heavens
They will mention your name like a curse
And the heavens will descend onto earth,
On a horse with scrolls
And the scrolls will be spread even amongst those who weren’t part of the crowd.
Even ghosts will feel your fire
And be spread, your sorrows
These fires will burn your sorrows into ashes
The ashes will be stored in vessels
And the vessels shall be shared,
Like a cattle sacrificed on the seventh moon.
Time passes, but the clouds don’t reckon your changing colours
The clouds will turn dark
And change into grey quickly
Then switch to faint
Just to camouflage your changing faces
Hamstar.Invictus A crowd smelling of gasoline

Amit Jotwani

Your name, once a synonym for loyal love, now finds company in the cradle of 'betrayal', in my dictionary. Its been a painful journey from synonym to antonym. #love #synonym #betrayal #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

love #Synonym #betrayal #yopowrimo #yqbaba

Your name,
once a synonym
for loyal love,
now finds company
in the cradle of 'betrayal',
in my dictionary.

Its been a painful journey
from synonym to antonym.

#love #synonym #betrayal #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

PRIYANKA KUMARI

Favour me to bring new miracles by hard effort because Miracle is another name of hard effort..... Miracle synonym hard effort 👍

Miracle synonym hard effort 👍

Om Banote

Challenges Is The Synonym Of Life. #challenge #synonym #yqdidi #yqbaba #life #yourquote

#Challenge #Synonym #yqdidi #yqbaba life #yourquote

काव्या जैन

एक बात तो सांची है, तू सिर्फ तू नहीं तू ' प्रेम ' का "पर्यायवाची" है।। ©काव्या जैन u r the synonym of the love #pyaar #nojatohindi

u r the synonym of the love #pyaar #nojatohindi

Miss Kamlani

Get involved in your work so much that you yourself become your profession. #profession #misskamlani #yqbaba #yourquote Be the synonym of your work..

#profession #misskamlani #yqbaba #yourquote Be the synonym of your work..

Amit Jotwani

Your body responds to the lines traced with my eyes, then my lips join these travels I revel in, a new love for geography emerging, specifically for arid venues begging to be discovered. You glow like the orange blossom bud of a filterless cigarette inhaled deep. I don't exhale. I inhale deep, wake up smelling of you. #erotica #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

I inhale deep, wake up smelling of you. #erotica #yopowrimo #yqbaba

Your body responds
to the lines traced
with my eyes,
then my lips join
these travels I revel in,
a new love for geography
emerging,
specifically for arid venues
begging to be discovered.

You glow
like the orange blossom bud
of a filterless cigarette
inhaled deep.

I don't exhale.

I inhale deep, wake up smelling of you.
#erotica #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

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