Burden Of Adam's Son.......Intertwined Life & Fate

Flailing nailed to tree of woe Heartiest deed canst answer lo Thunder claps atop fated trees Impending havoc doth not sees Betwixt ye cut the lancet clean From the morrow not ye glean Seeks dismal destiny fairest lock Rudes loathe that sages mock Tender feet hath burnt to hock Crimson beads on braid an frock Cringe ye that, hell hath send Shapes the fate an olden bend Tryst with Eden eagerly fought Kings which to end hath sought Wretched fate danced an got Banshee wails, demons fraught. Lore stealeth Adam's son. Simple joys thatch hath done Truth perishes as ocean raps Sand grains most doomed to laps Endless medleys hardly match Eager that fire an fury snatch Hear ye Dogs that yell in hell Twixt, feisty demons fair to dwell Lap blood off chopping blocks Claw to bits the ascension rocks Frenzied death to wistful morns Contrive flames to fashioned forms. Consumed reduced in deity's fold. Vile the smiles that devils behold. (Islamabad) (May 13,2009)