"I shall bow before God
But not before Time”
queen of roses
don’t your petals bleed
in thorns of time
that poison my dreams?
angel of guns and roses
you have drunk my heart
but you did not know
that time is a thirsty vampire
and clocks are a blackmailing irony
am i the whining cigarette
in the shrinking boulevard of time
diminishing into tomorrow’s ashes
every scarlet second…………..
or….
am i the nuclear lover
of moons and melancholy
that smells the sounds
of a broken heart
in the forlorn facades
of mind’s mirages?
in the chemistry of my veins
time flows like blood
to crimson my cacophonies
my poems are my pace-makers
where words are time-clots
called memories
of tomorrow’s yesterday
you converge
in the acid of time
but your words
are immune to the catastrophe
i breathe in your words
and breathe again
queen of roses
will you ever forgive time?
will you?
can you?
maybe time is my eerie destiny
but believe me
time was never my friend
nor yours
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