Astray and disquieted,
I heard thundering whispers
Crawling into the crevices of penitence
Nourishing the delusion.
The immortal delusion,
Empowered by mere souls
and occluded by their perspective.
You, the delusion, loom heftily,
But
Is your might bright enough
to garrote my glistening little eyes?
to garrote my glistening little eyes?
Huzzah to You,
I am a mortal,
Halt delusion!
Did you skip a costly point?
Yes, I am a mortal.
But,
I am gifted
With two companions,
With two companions,
One, the beautiful time
and two, the dreamy I.
Time has taught me patience
And I have bought for myself,
A Beautiful Wrong Turn,
Bidding You, the delusion,
A reverberating Goodbye!
Yes, My Wrong Turn,
A road long as it is,
rippled with stones,
that hurt my plight.
Yet so sanguine,
yet so yearned,
henceforth, illuminating the bliss of my fight.
Treading along with me,
in quest of Holy Wine,
my beautiful Wrong Turn,
to the Path of Right!
Good one....
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ReplyDelete"my beautiful Wrong Turn, to the Path of Right!" great piece :)
ReplyDeletethanku bhaiya :D
DeleteProud of you :D
ReplyDeletehahhahaha! not really
DeleteThe wrong turn...u've proved right... just amazing... nice choice of words and they are at their right place. keep it up.. 😃
ReplyDeleteThankyou Adarsh!
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