Amidst a mother’s devoted musical cajoles to her child,
Lies a secret dungeon in a level not ordinary;
There she will passionately kill to protect her beloved,
Where she might slay her beloved grasping to survive.
The first archive is abundant in the infamous caves!
It is the second that can only be courted in mirages,
Unorthodox call it some may in the denounced cities and deserts,
But it is the truth that lies in the infinite lap of skies.
Life itself patched obediently glinting obligatory practicality,
Salvation often sought in dominating by engineering others wills;
This tyranny succumbs the most ivory personalities:
Reality strangles a suffocating breath to deny all ethically humble ideals.
©Copyright 2009 Mehjabin Shahed
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