Struggle to believe in the Word-"Life"
.The air around is so jumbled!
Everything, everybody seems like a vapor...
I don't dare ask what happened,
Cause I know for true,
walls in the city are damp long since.
Doors jammed like the stricken child's eyes,
windows shattered like my sweet hallucinations.
The path was never treaded to be rotten,
flowers didn't bloom to be shriveled.
To the divine love, hollow prayers,
I bow, I kneel for I want destiny.
To the puffiness beyond the skies,
I daze in wonder what shall I believe.
To the pure human maze,
I wonder does it ever unfold.
Life has an answer to each thought!
Entertain or grudge...
its none of anybody's business.
Love or brood...
its my lone worry of solitude.
For each power has been endowed
For every turn has a path to follow
For it's the hollow to decide
To live or to linger!
Poetry by jasrick
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Written on 2007-03-18 at 20:42
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