Paucity Chip!

A great affair is life,arresting in its every arena,need a thirst and thrust to tabulate,!

Speechless at the power play,drained with intellect display
an array of ethos,patois an intriguing interplay
I have to sleep as i am brimming with intermittent beeps
Of lost fire,youthful desire,love,blood surrender and ire
Of slowly ignited flame,chugging in its soundless thunder
Devouring the entity,sparkling in its repertoire,a lonesome sire
It buckles,chuckles in train of thoughts,gradually crackling
the aged vein,somber and smitten with the heat
urging to turn,twist or burn to reach the urn.........
I have a hollow rim,dumber strings,in my cirque
may be i trace the retrace,away from any race...
just reach the urn,petulant,pessimist pedestrian
bow out,the ills with clout,the screeching shout
citadel a blur,a cite of null and a void....