Times and tide , anger and pride
love and lust, filth and dust
power and money, sad or funny
All was there
but something was missing
I couldnt find where
I couldnt see
what it was
same as in literature a
missing clause ,
a clause so small yet so important
was it life or my ways were ignorant?
life was always an open book
shadows inside dark and crook
a serpent crawled
spirits brawled
this isnt a graveyard
this is my heart
a burning soul with loads o dearth
and all it ends with a burning hearth
a fire so sacred ,
that burns the hatred
you are the one who enlightened divinity
you made me believe in serendipity
feelings i never felt aroused
I tried the best still drowsed
now, when i see you drifting apart
It tears me into sempiternal parts
then I see the destiny
the way this world is meant for me
It snatches away all I got
times and things even I forgot
then I close my eyes and realise
It's not the world that burns
these are my ashes which you see,..........
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