A circle of reasons ..


Winter amidst sunshine
and a cold feeling
of shady regions

Like a
lost traveler
searching for hope
under
a barren tree
smudged with dust
and tied to cope
the faltering
freckles
on its scales

With shortage
of sunshine,
wasted is
the melting rain
Lack of surety
and
possession of skills
is hardly a
way to fame

A few passing
memories
and a slew
of unwarranted
confrontations

Life, a tryst
amidst
all that lived
and recollected

In the meaning
and the truth,
betrayed is the
mirth of good

Amidst the destiny
of light years
of the rising sun,
never
has the fading night
forgot to spun

The blanket
of darkness
on the windswept earth
every periphery
illumined
with the glow
of
a faded birth
the expanding girth

The nameless
shapes
in the alien
arc,
bordering on the perils
of insanity
diffusing the spark

the round and round
paths
cut the piece,
an evil divide
My Omnibus,
headed into oblivion

Impractical, abstract
thoughtful and speechless ..
my effigy
from the forlorns

come out alive!