Intramural Cognizance

Scars deep enough which can't be filled,
Copious wounds, poised, which won't be sealed.
Even after a year, the stab's fresh.
Green enough, like made hash just yesterday.

Burlesquing bunch didn't help, deception proved bar.
Me, who was befooled, mob seemed far.
Inception of insolvency just had begun then,
When I thought, it ended well all.

Even after a year, the stab's green.
Novel, nascent, neoteric, just familiarly seen.
Deep enough to kill me everyday, after,
With the hallucination of letting me breathe.

Difficult to move on, impossible to forget.
Either touching or looking with regret.
It healed, he was the cure, was
The elexir he needed, now he says,

Step aside goddamned bitches of worldly bound,
Came a king, who's just been found.
Prison bars broke, metal metled into weapons,
The knight in not-so-shining armour, arrived.