Madness, never ending jaded,
Played by cunning and knaves, faded,
Who cannot bear world’s happiness,
They see method mad in this ugliness.
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You have eloquently brought out the horrors of terror in this poem...good write
Expressing in a brief and eloquent way.......yu have made it to think. Who is going to hear.
you've expressed it greatly through this poem! bravo
i liked the way you had the beggining stanzas ryme. Powerful and inspiring.