Analyzia 12 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

What we presumed as clouds of comforting rain
Are conglomerate of sins and duping epigrams
In abject saturation concentrating the demon mirths and whims.
Earth in beneath reverberating the sound of hunters footfalls
With uneasy heart beats for justified misgivings in midnight
For barrages of illicit desires shaking the surface and sea,
The endless pursuits of blood suckers for the hunted
With deceptive humility towards the hapless subject
Will definitely bring the hollow castle of sovereign downwards
Brick by brick with falling mortar of drowsy belief of masses.