Vagabond

There's a twist
in the script
and there goes my
homage again
Within inches from
affluency, I trade
misery through pain
Lighting up for
litmus
I turn from colorblind
to inane
Somebody switch on
the lights please
Its time we go through
the details again
There were some
special effects here
I wasn't aware of
my right to refrain
Designated for postponement
and derailed from vain
my words of wisdom
have me shelterless again
My love for road
and my despise for the walk
a never ending road
can do with a little less talk
muffled up in a coat of conduct
waking integrally through virtues
my divinity is driving me insane
walking shallow among tall plains
my sense of direction is deviated
all over again
sans a guide and a map
I coast mid cloud from moss to cosmos
to bring about what evades
most likely because
I can't confront what I can't do
All in my head
and nothing out there to do ..