Armageddon

Armageddon

A Poem by Addy R Singh
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My first work.way bak in 04

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U can’t match the intelligence which Addy has,
To be more lucid,come, kiss my a*s.
Illusion seldom shrouds me, in a dark room I own,
On a road which never ends, I walk alone.

A bit of this, and a bit of that,
I find ginkgo with mighty wind threats,
F*****g clock keeps moving, and dark it gets,
And gelignite turns on, at a nearby crest.

I ask myself why is there a watch?
Let the things be impalpable, why use the f*****g torch?
No one is immune, neither I want to be,
Lawrenciums piss me off, wherever I see.

And I answer myself, it will be done.
Time is damn strong, it will make a f*****g gun,
The load will increase on our weak chest,
And it will all end as the f*****g sun sets.

© 2008 Addy R Singh


Author's Note

Addy R Singh
Praises are motivating.Negative criticism is even more!!

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Addy R Singh
Addy R Singh

lucknow, India



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