Stop your Noise


Stop the noise,
Oh empty barrel.
Burst your skin,
Oh sounding drum
That screeches high-spiritedly
But with no music that pacifies
The hopeless dying soul in seconds

Stop your flight, 
Oh vulnerable bald eagle.
Stop the song,
Oh miserable love bird.
Your songs are not pleasing
To me, As always
Besmirched in pride and boasts.

Stop your brag
Oh self- centred, hysterical caricature
Stop flapping the flesh of your mouth
Oh disreputable vessel of clay and air
You add no value to the world except
Your perfidious, pretentious and vain words
Oh wretched arrogant nothing.


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