The Moviegoer
The Movies how did they knew,
Life marooned as stars,
As we watched the movies,
the other man die,
How fragile as life
we are descendedfrom,
To climb the highest peaks,
they have the formulas to send us to space,
on the edges of our seats,
To give us life zeal's,
They have the speed gears, the aliens,
the formula, the plots
to get us hooked to the excitements,
They have the love tools
the flesh galores and the intrigues,
The bygone yester sets of romance
and the fonts of conundrums,
the complicated affairs
that sets the pace of the thriller,
They have the means,
the liquid tears to soaked
the tissue papers,
Whenever the screen
ramps up the plot
the connections,
Leading to the arrest,
the downfalls of the bad guys,
The moviegoer in stunned
configuration,
watched the roller coaster ride,
In extreme excitement
until the final ending,
emotionsaroused,
the digital screen magic
the bewitching final denouement,
returns us back to normal.
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