Nothing Will Change

Too personal. Rose
garden. Caged in the eyes of atrocity.
If I have a question, you have an answer.

Between wilting and a
kiss, I will choose death. You become
a bit of a sleeping philosopher.

Words will not kill.
A dream becomes a medusa. You
can start reading on the wall.

Rose garden is like Adam’s paradise. But for some like Satan it is a cage. For everything good or bad there are two opposing views. Keeping quiet before evil is worse than death. If there is no corrective action even in dreams only snake haired Medusa will appear.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003