REINCARNATION: A POEM BY EMMALIZER

REINCARNATION

On a lane,

Plain it was,

Plane flew

At few times,

A soul is about to peregrinate

Get a skull drive through,

Lit the candles thread,

Get close to the flames,

Offer your intent,

Mind no soul,

It's a foul play,

To raid at such time,

Plead guilty

To the wax

That drops on you,

Pay a kin attention,

Act as a moulded piece,

You are pleasant,

In your temple,

Surround yourself with incense,

In a sense,

Perform those rituals,

Rites as morals,

Pile your ego,

Lace them up,

Render a repast to your soul,

On your folded legs,

The desired event for a fresh start,

Don't reciprocate emptiness.

Unwind the keys to your soul,

Kudos to the recharge.

©Emmalizer