Dashing and Halting

Dashing past the altar, a priest halts
To cast his spell of rage, the demonic particles
That in those atoms dwell, and in those fancies
Are sown me and you, they hit us hard!
Charming of you now that you’re gone,
What defilement has happened to deviltry!
My dashing personality messes with messages
That charm me and you, the straightforward ones.
My chunky tales need understanding, in that
They need me as a requirement.
Defeat me now that you’re done!

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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