METEORIC VALE-Part One

Inspired John Keats' Poems" Poems 1817" Meteoric Vale Bent A Pizzaz Struts fugacity.Bliss and vapour,have mommentum,but at a time.For if pleasure,be our norm to hibernate early morn.Fluxed,sheath and garland do we see upland.Captivated into the jungle,to belabour distressing path.No patronage and standing ovation,accompanied derelicts. Indignant bellies,wreathed with scorn,enveloped the cities. Unfair buds and paled petals,to gawk and rave on the fringes. The gawky obsession of the hazy gale,in her embroidery gaunts. But virulence of the hesperian times,as high as mount everest. And shall i ever forget its ridicule,to imprecate dungeons and destinies?Than in an epoch,when benediction under trenchant folklores snaps.Empathy is no longer gratuitous pristine lores,i feel than a loon.A sacrilegious oath,swearing with loosening ease. With these lurid tales,loungelizards avalanche abounds.