Sunday, October 4, 2009

Journey

Through the darkest shadow in the street..
I walk past the bungalow...
I hear the cry of a child...
I lift my eyebrow...
I stare at the mist to find...
I pause for a while..
And,
I nodded,..
I started again...
Walking silently to reach a point..
Ready to evade such sudden onslaught..
Like the child's cry....
Yes,I am on to a journey to the very end...
Trifle of tears can not moisten a contempt...
The songbirds start to sing...
And a lonely heart,ready to vie for a feast of flesh...
I heard the melancholy of the flute...
The piper silently strolls and plays......
But I dare not look back...
I can not let 'em pull the rug
From under these feet..
The lane of lust isn't far away..
A high incidence of desire on a mind..
A brothel of beasts awaits a human..
But still my mind not ready to cease...
Weaving its lust to get to the feast...
I stagger along the street..
And I can not cease...
Still I dream of a feat....
The deep incisions interwoven with scars of fear..
And I peer..
Through the hole of sorrow...
Through the beam of my joy....
But I have to sleep..
'Cause the journey isn't o'er..
And I'm the Eternity of Ecstasy!!

1 comment:

Quintessence Of Illusion said...

dark........deep........um lost n d abyss of unendin darkness