Gothic Nightmares

a poem by Jayati

Just now I have discovered a truth,
a fact I want to share
but I’m choked with the thoughts
that rush and run,
in an uncanny haste and stare;
Which makes me feel like a total waste.
Helpless; thus
I am unable to rest; race across the end
to send the correct message.
Get pessimistic about a case;
“The gigantic, gloomy horrifying architecture
that lie, hide behind
in glamour, star, everyday life,
declare two in one-
Global economy, all around the world
business sure to nose dive;
with an exception of alcohol, arms, tobacco and drugs.”
“Murder and crime
Primitive? instincts finding shelter even in soft and tender hearts.”