Wednesday, February 28, 2018

The Door

The spherical miscellany inebriated with populous shades,
And the road 'It' traversed parallel but deterministic;
Verboten arc was crossed into the odiously feigned,
Unlocking door to witness why this demesne even existed.

Its Ancestors framed engraved in the parallel cosmos,
The decrees & whereas The Doors were locked interlaced;
Bridges were never erected towards the emptiness,
Where convoluted spherical structures evolved but inhabited with disgrace.

It un’earth’ed mystic spells accessed through other dimension,
Heard unending cries & curses where noble genes were exiled;
Had its ancestors built the path of convergence, 
Mutual exclusive Atomic Seeds would have un’earth’ed & diversified.

The colour changed stances as none traversed to build rich traits,
Walls echoed selfsame conceptions inhabit to build shares & dreams;
It demystified & unravelled one’s sheathed under flesh who animates,
Ratified wisdom engraved in decrees razing even pillars of Door forever from screams.

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018