It was a search.
Beyond the torch.
It was a start.
Far away in a sort.
It looked ahead.
Away from the tread.
Mind you it is near.
And it is very dear.
Category: Interpretation
Round and round goes the clock.
It is a rotation of its little hands.
Round and round goes the earth.
It is a revolution on its own axis.
Round and round goes the Man.
It is a movement to circulate physically.
Round and round he craves in.
It is a motion to spread slander.
The clock shows time in precision.
Enacting day and night in decision.
The earth extends to life a bounty
Enlivening men and animals to a dainty.
Man breeds enmity in a concealed security.
He nurtures vengeance in a confided intimacy.
Killing one another is his discreet strategy.
Annihilating the existence in totality.
It is a style of living.
It is a lively visualizing.
It tells a lot of the being.
It is an honorable cruising.
The style gives a count.
It writes up an account.
Tells us about the deals paramount.
That adds up to the surmount.
The style reveals the person’s identity.
It portrays the scope of his individuality.
It measures the scale of his virtuosity.
It discerns his nature with an assiduity.
It is the style that makes a man.
It is the style that calls him a gentleman.
It is the style that hails him a good human.
It is the style that makes him a creditable man.
Vampires existed in folk-lore.
They were depicted in tales of yore.
They created a bloody sore.
They sucked the blood to the core.
Mythology abounds with their horror portraits
Greeks and Romans spoke of their terror straight.
Christianity refers allegorically to their existence in trait.
Asians represent the being with hair hanging upright.
Vampires are no more myths in the real sense.
They are found almost in every place over the fence.
Oppression is a sign of drinking blood beyond the lens.
The powerful go about with unmindful impertinence.
The potent do play a havoc with rigour.
The cheats out beat them by their trigger.
Treachery is a connivance that creates a snigger.
Ruthlessness is an atrocity that condemns all others to a meagre.
There are innumerable sects of vampires in society.
As countless incidents contribute to their impropriety.
Folk-lore did not pass on anything without sobriety.
Nevertheless the stories of vampires kindle our anxiety.
A senseless attack kept her unperturbed.
It made others disturbed.
The basis of the barrage was manoeuvred.
It created a silence laboured.
A brutal character assassination left her undeterred.
It instilled an uneasiness deferred.
The fundamental diagnosis was uncivilised.
It designed a hypothetical thesis unsolicited.
A dishevelled verbal dialogue broke the concurrence.
She maintained a composed resilience.
The outbursts slowly dwindled to a weak subservience.
The chaos was none the less a misguided occurrence.
The peevish outcry was one of jealous insurgence.
There developed a gradual resurgence.
She smilingly endured the consequence.
She valiantly emerged a victor out of the turbulence.
Left in a torrential outpouring.
It was not literally raining.
It was an abstract kindling.
Leaving an uneasy steering.
Unfurling a static feeling.
Creating a sensation inundating.
Fostering a lusterless shimmering.
Oh! it was a situation annihilating.
A destitution was set in a fumbling.
A desperation settled in a quickening.
The forehead strained into a narrowing.
The eyes were profoundly welling.
The nose was quickly twitching.
The mouth was angrily snorting.
The cheeks were fiercely burning.
The scenario was one overturning.
The good lost their sensible thriving.
The bad gained a plausible living.
Initiating a contradictory resolving.
The world revolves in a fleecing.
The genuine go about in a silent enlivening.
The cheats get along with a merriment enhancing.
There is nothing else
truly amazing.
Science is difficult to master.
None can become a master.
It exudes even the master.
It inducts a diligence in the master.
It shuns a lethargy of the master.
It brings about a spark to a master.
It flips up the image of a master.
It alleviates the status of a master.
It attributes to the skill a master.
It compiles all inventions to master.
It dissects all experiments to master.
It is a theory hard to master.
It steers an adaptability easy to master.
Scientific discovery adds a glow to the master.
Scientific abuse bring ignominy to the master.
It dubs and acknowledges the great master.
It stubs and condemns
the fake master.
Mastery of science is unlikely to master.
The gangrene is in the foot.
It is ferociously angry .
It resembles a reddish flame.
The sore falls apart.
Blood oozes out.
It glitters unashamed.
It looks horrible and ugly.
Subscribing much towards an abstract gangrene.
It lies deep in the heart.
It is rudely ferocious.
It is soaked in jealousy.
It exhibits animosity.
The abscess bursts with force.
Letting out ill will and venom in one go.
The physical affliction is unbearable.
The wound heals up with care.
The mental agony dispels hope.
The extradition becomes a torture.
The body heals.
The mind suffers.
It is the non existent that truly exists.
Getting along smooth is great.
Going with the tide is greater.
Standing out from the rest is greatest.
Degrees of comparisons trigger rates.
The positive makes the eyes race.
The comparative releases an amaze.
The superlative lets out an ablaze
The attitudes give a lively interface.
Life moves on with grace.
There are no entwining brace.
There is no debasing haze.
None the less there is a glimmering gaze.
Expressions are various.
Expressing well is an art indigenous .
Expressing ill is a skill disastrous .
Expressing sense is a practice harmonious.
Expressing rot is a vocation dangerous.
Expressing joy is a design felicitous.
Expressing sadness is an exercise torturous.
Expressions involve a grandeur infectious.
Expressions entertain a cordiality delicious.
Expressions go about to form a discipline luminous.
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