Spiraling Maze Poem by Zero empty

Spiraling Maze



Finally brothers have come together
to go through the rapids of revolution.
One more eternal day, before they start.
A continuous hammer of mixed emotions,
strikes their anvil mind.
Yet one comrade contemplates.
A cap on his face, a multicolored shirt
Symbolic diversity
Red tuft tied on his arm,
for the blood to be spilled.
His whole body black, his hair bleached white.
Expressing disparity.
He travels on a ship of thoughts
through the myriad sea of past.
As he anchors on the eve of revolution.

Born into a spiraling maze.
A wondrous feast to devour in amaze.
To compete and win the game,
distorted values forced upon.
Nakedness glows in the corrupt translucent vests of shame.
Yet everyone's silent.

Somewhere in the wilderness of archive sheets,
beneath the mountains of victors feat(feet) ,
is hidden the Unstable lava of truth,
acting as the sayer of sooth.
Broken is the crystal ball.
Yet everyone's silent.

Silent before the tectonic storm.
In-secured.Busily filling employment forms.
History Shall repeat,
Waking up from under the sheet.
In the complex puzzle simple facts are missed.
Truth Coming out of volcano booed and hissed.

Ideologies & philosophies lay within labyrinth of mind forgotten.
Idolized Persons with slanderous worms made rotten.
Hidden behind the veil of cloud,
Sun shall still shine.
Hidden behind the joyous facade,
We still cry and whine.

When shall the lingering pains of past vanish?
Will this continue forever or will t gradually finish?

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On the eve of unplanned revolution?
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