Yes, this is true that I stand nowhere
Perhaps lost in the ugly labyrinth
Of time, that tests at every step
And leave me sapped
Prompting me every millisecond
To ask the same question time n again
Is it a loser’s luck?????
Or a winner’s solitude????
Is it a flick of a tornado,
Or the death silence of a graveyard?????
But, answers I have none,
Yet!!! Logics I have none…..
Dwelling in places of kalimdor terrain
Uninhabited, marooned, secluded
Building minarets out of dust
That rises through dreams n vision,
And evaporates into reality..
Whose dust has settled over me,
And all that’s left is a fragmented world…..
A thousand dark nights
Some million of agonizing spirit hunters
And thousand dreams reaching
Pointbreak with the realms of reality,
Sprinkling their horror over me..
And me,
Left moaning in silent grace
Yet, prudent to bear without complain
Where’s that torchbearer of light?
To lessen this terror’s awe..
I see towards all horizons
And still I find no one,
Coming to lend a breath,
And kill this evil suffering
The hand of destiny moves
The finger points towards me
All innate artifacts turn audible
So they scream with deafening pitch
“ Seek the prisoners that are
Caged in the realms of your world
And free them from all evil,
Let go their conscience go berserk
And roar to awaken the deads..
Rally them then to your rescue
Cuz in this mortal selfish world
Not a single live soul would come to help you”.
Out of rugged dungeons
Many a times may evolve,
A fountain of eternal mana,
That gives vitality to life.
Out of buried coffins
Quite possible may lie
Treasures of gleaming worth..
Out of haunted caves
May emerge saviors who rally the world
Protecting its frontiers from
Evils of unnamed forces….
So shall I rise from the battle of dust
And write my destiny with frozen hands!!!
Though I may fall always,
Though I may limp always,
Yet I know my destiny….. always.
Like a deep chivalric soldier of fortune
I’ll cruise ahead
The sprites of blood that pins down
Drop on drop,
Every drop morphing into myriads
Of twinkling pearls
And serving as beaming points of twilight
Guiding me all through,
Mentoring me always….
Ah!!!! Testing times they really
That forces me to bleed through eyes!!!!!!!
