Cataclysm

At world’s demise, a cold premise, that life could still sustain…
The feet trembles, the scene resembles, of lives lived in vein…

The end is near, the onset of fear, worlds clash over greed…
The gates are seized, revenge is leased, peace won’t be freed…

Cataclysm is built, men with no guilt, are showing off destruction…
Screams and cries, and weeping eyes, calls god for resurrection…

Yes I’m upset, a tad depressed, measuring the condition…
The goals are set, with no regret, we shall comply with this rendition…

Feeding the starved, quenching the thirst, is not a part of our propaganda…
Reading the carved, killing the cursed, has been our medieval agenda…

Cataclysm is upon us, and we’re all over ourselves… Charade we are!

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  3. nice yaar !

    excellent :)))))!!!!
    “Feeding the starved, quenching the thirst, is not a part of our propaganda…
    Reading the carved, killing the cursed, has been our medieval agenda…”

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  5. Cataclysm..I didn’t know the meaning of this word..before reading this I found the meaning of this word in google and then I read this post….I can’t say this is good, because this is just awesome..I feel myself proud that Yan is a very good friend of mine, as I never been a friend of a great poet…

    Gud job yatin….waiting for your next post.

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  6. Okay Sai, now thats just over-flattering. Thanks a million for the appreciation man, really mean a lot to me 🙂 You’re just a modest and generous fellow and you know that! The next post would come man, I just need a bit more time to get out of something called dissertation and you know that 🙂

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