I’m repercussions and fugacious
It’s not, unmisted by mirror
Way to dissension of prolepsis
One is inseparable existence of aspiration.

When Gale’s are in darkling
The eye of Indestructible Evil
A vacuous row, it’s retiens

A moat
Whereof, the stain does not latent

Come back , malison
towards the contemplation
moving on

© Ujjwal Roy