life, POEM, poetry

DECiMATiON

And the slayer stands amidst the offal of his ruins.
The intruders were very many, and he had to battle them all alone. With his every breath, the army of prowlers was proliferating profusely.

“There is no escape now”, he thought and gave in to the zombie apocalypse.


Just then like a time bomb, he burst into many small pieces of alien figurines.


He rose where we stood, like a Phoenix and looked around him at the debris of what he was.

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