From Within It Rises

Tejaswani Rathore posted under Guest Posts Poetry on 2020-08-27



From within it rises Like ashes in air it spreads Invisible but visible Only to its predators  The bed of death is made  Gradually everyone lays on it Sleeping their way to an endless dream Dreamt but not dreamt Half prediction came true Half can't possibly be made true This might be the biggest battle of all Sunrises and it sets the same  But it keeps hunting building up the wall The wall of shame is what should be it’s name  This might be the apocalypse  The erase of the race No turning back now No future is left to chase Locked by the beast  Invisible to the known Waiting with a hope But there’s more that’s not been shown Within us is a traitor  Ego became the end  Finally we lost the battle  Hope, now is just a pretend  Hope, is for the new beginning That an another race might find Let’s be happy for what we have now And just try our best to be kind. The world ends here  And begins elsewhere. Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!