The songs of herald before signs of long nights,
inks splatter with clashes, and I'm rubbing my pencil
over the rotten pages,
scratch, scratch, scattered —
Now only the dark spots of sharpened blades stayed.
*
If past were easy to erase, maybe I wouldn't
have tried to rubbed off, again in the same spot
but, this isn't an universal eraser to remove your past
distinguishes, a black shadow appears
Veni, vidi, vici!
His green eyes bore into me, suddenly
glory of seraph tower, he ran into the lane
of a never-ending universe.
He got nine lives, I got one —grey and black orbs
start to absorb the darkest prices.
. . .
Veni, vidi, vici — I came, I saw, I conquered.
Based on a real incident! Yes, Ajay-Kumar this is the cat incident I was talking before.
— 19th May, 2023
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