Snarl
Snarl
Deep within the caverns of the mind,
A snarl of hate and malice intertwined,
Twisted thoughts like thorny vines,
Eyes ablaze with burning fires that shine.
This snarl creeps and slowly grows,
A symbol of the evil that man knows,
Resounding with a deafening sound,
A warning of the darkness that surrounds.
A wild force that cannot be contained,
Malevolence beguiled and sustained,
Born of chaos and destruction,
That plagues the soul with endless seduction.
So heed the warning and beware,
For this snarl holds a power that's rare,
The sound of evil's deadly grin,
And the darkness that lies within.
~kcm
15 Apr 2023
Copyright © Karam Misra | Year Posted 2023
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