I looked into,
I saw dung grave
and unfathomable dungeon.
Who is caged in your eyes?
Deserted in desert
Lonely and hopeless
Yet you claimed he's apple of your eyes!
Who are those peaceless soul,
Hoping to be free from the spell
of your mesmerizing eyes?
Whose hands is wailing for help?
Whose tears is flowing down like neurotic stream?
Window of your soul
where dreams become nightmares.
Death and grave copulate
with pain and suffering
in the window of your soul.
I wish in the end,
After the death of souls,
wailing and suffering
in the window of your eyes,
Peace comes with ease.
©️ Promise Olamilekan Odejide
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