The Trinity

By Priley Umbrey Linggi

Once Again,

The ghastly callous trinity is at work;

Clotho, Lachesis, And purely vile Atropos.

Clotho; Weaving in her own Utopia, 

Binding me to an adversity called "life",

Slowly, in state of amnesia,

Disowning 'me' to a twisted yarn of being.

Lachesis; Measuring, Atrociously,

Forbids me from both tranquility & torment, 

For, I am eternally and inevitably unfulfilled,

Yet somehow, crowded with blemishes.

In all entirety, the pinnacle of sins remain Atropos,

As luring me, while grazing me,

Although certainly not wholly slitting the thread,

As I breathe with a ruined red thread.

By Priley Umbrey Linggi