The Joker By Asjl Khan

Jolly he seems, joy he spreads

Happy he looks, oh! How dead he is

Irony depicted from harsh reality

Excellence hides behind insanity

Face that stops a child’s cry

Induces stupidity, invades sadness

Relished were stories of his tragic past

Laughter that rushed, he stood aghast

Never know and never will

Imagine, excluding the fun out of pun

Height of pain will make you choke

But a priceless smile he makes it all a joke

Spreading laughter the good man dies

Holding stomach they fell with laughter

Death considered the part of act

To verify departure they had to poke

Again, reality of his death laughed off as a joke

Written By,

Asjl Khan

Kings of Sand Castle By Asjl Khan

Brittle bones, throne of thorns

Laid the man who once ruled

Tears descending from wrinkled face

Once stood upon the human race

Scratching the wall with bloody nails

Preclude the past, rest ashore undone

Hand once rocked the cradle, depreciated

Love lost not found, thy hate is inflated

In blinding power lurked no fear

Time stores no debts, in fact reciprocate

The blood he spilled, sons he lynched

Soul intact but agonized, flesh and bones emancipate

Masked as valor, hides deviousness

Lured imbeciles to portray horror

Those who forget they will die

No one can save them even their mother’s cry

Written By,

Asjl Khan