Today I sit back, somewhere in oblivion,
lost in a tempest of thoughts waving up and down.
I see myself, treading along an abandoned course,
walking barely with my solitude.
I have impelled myself,
then why do I remorse,
I know, it’s crystal-perfect what I chose.
There’s no bifurcation, no uncertainty,
but still, I hold-off for the day,
which is somewhere unspecified in the
ulterior stage, for I know it will come.
There will be a lot more to this day,
than lonesomeness, than solitude.
Genuine smiles would be scattered,
fading the faux happiness.
I will be the blazing streak in the galaxy,
much above the entangled mere being.
Life would be larger than a forfeit.
Though the world would be around,
but it still would not surround.
A flap of exemption would be everywhere,
that’d be the beautiful day exemplifying perfection.
Yeah, the pessimistic thoughts do obfuscate me,
but they can’t frail me, I know,
my perseverance and patience would not go in vain,
Someday, somewhere I know what all I have lost I will gain…
gud starting megha..just try to rhyme more in next poems..:-))
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