A Missing Report of The Beast

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Picture Credit: Peintures Surréalistes de Cyril Rolando

A Missing Report of The Beast

I’ve lost the beast
When I was busy
Embracing the sinister
In this lovely city.
Perhaps, he felt ignored
By my unsettling excitement
for the newfound curiosity
*
Honestly,
It was not exactly my fault.
The city was rumbling
With tons of devious plots
Some cynical characters
And lots of werewolves around
Who always lift the flags of
Religions
Casts
Creeds
Racism
Assassins
Political agendas and gains
Breaking news normalisation
Shrewd mindsets
Bigotry approach
And preposterous joke
*
The introduction of
Surprising elements every minute
Hooked my I-want-to-be-included mind.
But after a million years,
I eventually felt empty and pathetic
And got bored and tired
*
Now, when I looked back
He already had left my turf.
I searched everywhere
The unlimited sky and the blazing hum.
But dare, I could find him!
I miss his cunning laugh
and the rant about his cult.
There could be one place I must look,
He might be sleeping in my crooked heart.

The 24th poem on the 26th day in the series of NaPoWriMo 2018 challenge. Let the inner beast beat you for once.

The song of the day is Skyfall sung by Adele.

What do you think the world is turning into? Let me know in the comment section.

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