Epic Disaster

Fall into the
SIPPING
Dark hollow cave
Fire of jealousy
Fire of hatred
Disfigures inner heart
Poisons the soul
Devoid of sense
Enters the heart
Devoid of logic
Enters the minds
Terror escalates
Leading oneself to
Succumb to insanity
Succumb to rage
Driven by rage
Driven by jealousy
Darkness emerges out
Leading oneself to
Epic disaster and
Hurting other hearts.

Avoid! Run away
From the SIPPING
Dark hollow cave!
Before losing mind
Before losing heart
Before too late
Too late to
Reverse the path
Reverse the journey.


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 10 April 2013 from 2:58pm to 2:57pm
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 11 April 2013 at 2:03pm

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Locked Melvin

Soft and gentle footsteps
Yawns at the sight
At the sight of dark storeroom.
Climbing up to two boxes
It lays on the top box and
It closes its eyes dozily.
The door closes creakily.
But it doesn’t disturb it.

Few hours have passed
It wakes up
Climbs down
Jumping
Jumping hastily
As it controls its bladder.
Wailing
A SHARP WAILING!!
A WAILING MEOW!!

The door opens swiftly
Too late,
Too late.
It’s too late.
It is sitting on
A pool of urine
With a painful look.
With a relieved look.
Poor Melvin.

Everyone is alerted.
Everyone pities him.
One hugs and caresses him.
One wipes and mops its urine.
Poor Melvin.
Poor Melvin.


Inspiration On: Thursday, 14 February 2013 at 6:35pm
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 15 February 2013 at 1:15am

This is the third series about my stray pet ‘Melvin’ who is mentioned in my previous poetry. This time it is mentioned in the cat’s point of view. This case happened when nobody knew that Melvin came and entered the storeroom. Normally, we closed the storeroom’s door to prevent cockroaches and rats from making its nest.