Friday, September 19, 2014

Toxic

A slow toxin
biding away its time
Disguised in sweet nectar
As they relish the last drop
Lick that taste on lips
Reminiscent of times
When it seemed rare
A special breed
They were proud of
Then distance of days
turning to minutes
Veins oozing full of it
Now they are addicted
Afraid of its loss if ever.

The toxin unaware
It cannot change itself
Everyone loves it
Only in beginning
Then pieces start falling
It loved them back
The more it stayed
More it was hated
But they also kept coming back
They shun its love
They don't feel worthy
Confused of its role
It grew cold
Recluse, a hermit
Imploding.

Say goodbye
Time has arrived
Toxin flows far away
To never bother
It tried to love itself
This land has no takers
Anger only speeds
The inevitable
Covered with ants
Truth in a larvae
Pushed too far
Stay high, stay possible
Bye.

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