Modesty- A Cloak

From an unnoticed crevice
A voice of resistance
Smells with relucting vehemence
For affliction has burrowed deep

Rising smokes are not the crackers
Exploding with a swooning sound
They are panting dreams
With their hopes dashing to ashes

Eyes smeared with lies
Laugh the sins umpteen
Modesty – a cloak
How facile to own you!
©jeyforyou

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