Art of Cimeries

Invisible curse,
Lingers ready to submerse.

One happy day… Just one.
Multiplies the blight… Just for fun.
When pushed close to the noose.
Curse unravels, revealing the ruse.

Confusion in the air.
Awoken… It was just a nightmare.



Poem by Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam