Nemesis

Indignation not yet subsided,
submarined & submerged,
beneath subconscious,
hollering stories of villainy,
profusely oozing rage,
resentment at it's peek,
& mounting high,
as each passing day,
witnessing darkness,
leaving atmosphere jaundiced,
in it's gory sins,
none to heed ear,
multitude of layers abaft,
thickened  & stubborn,
callously negligent,
of crushed  hearts multitude,
scraped with bruises,
yet, penitent not !
strapped of joys,
bereft of amuse,
abated state of elated,
lingering pangs of remorse,
void inside,
truth sees bare,
wide open in it's worst,
shrieks of offense,
acceptance of  real,
as it is,
is what the heart had whined,
yet, shrouded in persistent distortion,
why, I quiz,
is someone doped to an extent,
that they fail to seek existence, 
ends to meet,
or, meet an end,
the question,
remains as it is,
albeit, the fire of vengeance 
burns alive !

Blinkered

Sadistic joys of misrepresentation,

Facts acerbic as bile,

Which can do anything,

but make one smile !
All is hidden from the figurine,
who follows blinkered,
with eyes covered with a strap,
& enchanted by jingles,
that are deceivingly deluded,
intoxicated, it has a lot to utter ! 
Conveying only half truths,
but not what's nude !
Thus, one lie directs,
to an array of others too !
Thereby, muddling reality as it is,
that becomes arduous to seize !
Why do we trust too much,
that weakness it begets,

pain & sorrow that nevertheless follow,

eventually making us empty and hollow...

Why is it so difficult to embrace truth?

Isn't it futile to lie?

What charms one to sly?

Where the glory of lord rests?

With a crook,
or someone who has been fooled?

And why not with the one

who is never ill-intentioned,

but, in hatred is mentioned,

erroneously in its worst form ! 

Will the end of tunnel show light?

Or in self-brightness, 

it will lose sight?