Fettered between the desires and restrictions of our world
Here we tread alone towards the latent goal
A goal for which the expectations beseech
And impel us to go beyond our reach
So here a battle,we lonely fight,
Without the final destination in sight,
Looking fraught and frazzled, as we may,
A nervy look's what, we may betray,
But one is bound to look so,
After such a fray,
And the verity is far from what we potray,
So in the end we can gainfully assay:
These few lines will sooth the plight,
And make our relationship..back alright,
Seered in the noon's of day and night,
We will see our soul burnishing bright...
Not an imperium,Not the sway,
Not an elysium, None of they..
What I just crave for.. is tellurian stay,
But it should be with YOU, COME WHAT MAY....!!!
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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