The E D G E

Eclipsed disdain, gainful edge.
Just a couple from the ledge.
Mine of darkness, seas of grey.
Akin to a flightless bird of prey.

Emulated doubt, gunned-down ego.
Wait a while and then we go.
Hurried and buried, mayhem galore.
Movie stars send me to yore.

Easily drained, gullible eccentric.
Bewitched and brainless, not neat, not chic.
Hurt and helpless, wounded and scarred.
Arthur boy sent me afar.

Ecstatic, drowned, groaning enigma.
Scorching mass of flowing magma.
Steel cage, iron mesh.
Now an inch from the edge.

The E D G E.

Varun Rajagopalan.

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