Why do hopes scotch?

Any of the words I want to say

words from the  same source do mutilate.

ubiquitous altercations

occasionally  do i feel as if;

integrally , microcosm  as miracle

being it inset or not to be.

frosty  waft  charmingly with a cordial  aura

and all the gracious  aura .

I thought often

finding thy self

O thee revered

of what tenor  these eyes as  typhlotic .

As for the moment  will come

it  always aspired

With no figure for your virtues.

Promptly

You don’t   appear  so.

For  you wouldn’t   merchandise

Yearned  the same if it  hadn’t been

fawned for those moments as if now

till tomorrow  was strapped

and today no felicity.

coins of  the coir  counting

predictions for the same

knowing it always

chasing this life for ages.

 

In this nightmare nothing is mine!

As I walk through the valley of the death

the blood on the bed.

 

what ever you portray ,fancied inaptly

fallen masks

unable to  take the  parallel walk ,O thee life!

envious of my dreams

making me sob unquestionably .

Each little creature

Everything being standby

the moment being nursed  still where being  left

unreasonably  no thought provoking fumes

refurbishing  for the  continuous

 chords

token  favorably  .

envious of my dreams thy life

drop by drop making me alive .

                                                  



                  


 

 

Comments

  1. Unknown3 April 2020 at 09:50

    Beautiful

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  2. Anonymous14 May 2022 at 08:54

    Admist all the struggle, losses, tears. Your hope and dreams kept you going. Keep going. It's the voice of the heart I see.

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