Tuesday, 10 July 2012

SINUSOIDAL second


Gone, with the winds, was my freshyear
Yet distinguished was life ahead….. oh dear!
With once doubling up the laugh and cheer;
And very next…… mere tear!!!

Deciphering my thoughts….

I rose
In search of a plain, found a plateau
In search of a place, got a chateau
In search of a hand, found a heart
In search of an end, got a start
In search of help, found a soul
In search of self, got a whole



I fall
Wounds were the memories from past


Injury was the deserted seclusion
Wounds were the untrusted days
Injury was the mate of fallacy
Wounds were the lack of interests
And….injury was a changing priority!




I rose
Again taking that curve on my face had great voyage
Companions to entourage and no one to sabotage
Lands of love dance fruits and chance…. became my destination
And victory knowledge and experiences, were a matter of fascination


I fall
Backing to the darker self I lost a part
Trying to adhere myself I got apart
To perpetuate one relation I screwed other
To stop being nudged I made them all bother




And finally…. I rose
I worked, I didn’t; on whole a tint;
I yelled, I spoke; all clear no choke;
I game, I tame; one name on fame;
I portrayed, I staged ; all real not camouflaged;
I met, I friendzone; all booked never alone;
I roamed, I moved; then helped I improved;
I shone, I showcase; all glamour new phase;
I learned, I solved; relieved resolved;
I partied, I celebrate; then captured and ADUMBRATE;



So…. I rose, I fall; not clear all colloidal ;
This made my second a sinusoidal  !!!!

1 comment:

  1. great one.. !!
    your sketches sing your ode themselves :)

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