The Holy Connection An Alternative Exploration of Existence
Why am I so frozen..?
To such acerbic thoughts
Of constant demeanour that lay…
The world is but to talk
Over the unspoken rot
Dejection I say, but time and again fall prey to it
If only I knew how to sing…. the unbarred glory of thyself
Before the dawn of dusk.
Recurrence of a notion, again in a draught…
Like an ode to distrust, I keep swirling for the better ways I know won’t come,
Start living, he said…!
An addition to the qualms of my ache,
Pondering over the echoes of joy
I grasped over the nothingness of a lie…
Like the sweet blasphemy…
It stood like a venomous sigh
Still downtrodden,
I fell over the aisle
Back to square one…
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