It was an accidental fire through mind’s ceilings
As loaded gun backfired with bullets of feelings
The trigger was pulled n’ the bullets fled
Gun got emptied as life bled red
A rush of bullets zinged in a blink
Barring any time to think a thing
Thus, mercy the mind which showed the higher road
Or else, a soul was left to implode like a spode
We all are aberrant from the ways of this world in one way or another | Sub-Editor at Smartprix.com
