Upon this crafted art of poems will the twist of fate resonate
It will cause a stir in the hearts of men doused in hate
They will foresee their doom; the ones dug and planted
In the shadow of secrecy that forestalls their flawed integrity

This art will spell out their lost future wherein they’ll be bound
With the chains of their fallacies and witless wits of shame
Their eyes will turn their pupils against them; frenzied in pain
Spine-chilling wrenching of hopes they stole in the game of blame

This mastered art will never die in a million years to come
It will break the concrete-hardened fists of life’s puppeteers
It will shred their stoned hearts; weakening these triumphs
The ones they claimed violently behind the stages’ curtain

This great art upon which lost faith will resurrect
Will open the shutters of a billion flickering eyes
In the shadows of men locked in their minds for years
They will embrace the truths spoken from atop the hills


©Neofloetry, 2015.


About neofloetry

I am a lover of the real things of life and love. An actress, Playwright, Poetess and a lover of Hip Hop. I do not compromise my happiness for any negative thing and i am human. I just love to scribble down my thoughts, no matter the topic... I make mistakes! Welcome to my blog page.

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