Poetic Prisms On Sunday By Anjolina Chatterjee

THE REFURBISHED ANNIHILATION

There’s always a War brewing where, You clash with your very Own – Self ;
But it’s just that not every time every Combat demands a Win – Win for thyself!
Isn’t it true that You sometimes just end up being a Casualty to your own Thoughts?
Not because You choose to but, rather You just can’t run over those Empty Slots!
You know that – all this La – La land around is always gonna be a bluff!
Still You just sham yourselves to fall for them as if it’s some kinda diabolical Snuff!
Here, being Emotional makes you Hokey and being Vivid makes you Slut;
No matter whatever You do there’s always gonna be buggers showering their Tut-Tut!
So don’t let those Mussy Creeps get on your nerves as some decoying Temptation;
You have to hold on Honey else, it won’t call for Nothing but a Refurbished Annihilation!