• stutibhamri_bnk 14w

    Shades Of Grey

    Oh, mirror mirror on the wall,
    Who is the prettiest of them all?
    The fair grace
    Who shines and revels,
    From beneath that hard armour;
    Or that dark deep desire
    Which threatens to overpower
    The throne of extinguished fires?

    Oh, mirror mirror on the wall,
    Who is the prettiest of them all?
    Wisps of smoke ebby around,
    Engulfing the battered soul;
    Sullying and taunting,
    Rising to obscure
    The pale and fair reflection;
    As the light I had desired to be mine,
    Cries and sniffs in my face.
    That wild lover though, rejoices at its disgrace,
    Passions rise and,
    Red and black snidely smile..
    My adorned cloak of beauty,
    Lies at my feet in shreds.

    Oh, mirror mirror on the wall,
    Tell me not
    Who's the prettiest of them all
    I want to know not, for;
    My eyes gleam with fanaticism,
    My soul is muddled up,
    Lying in complete disarray.
    My basest instincts,
    You showed to me tonight;
    Oh, mirror mirror on the wall,
    Is that cunning smile,
    Really all mine?

    ©stutibhamri_bnk